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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Oh, that groan, that sound of Rolf’s pleasure; it was like sweet music to Rose’s ears. He felt amazing, his hard length a solid warmth that filled her so completely, stretched her and when she clenched around him- she moaned loudly, the bolt of pleasure immediate and addictive, rewarded with the audial proof that Rolf – her Rolf, her love, her spoon – was feeling it too. “Yes,” she breathed, though when she opened her mouth again, a long moan spilled from her; she was taking his lead, keeping him right where it made her feel that, and she was clenching hard every time she bore down, moving faster, harder, as each hard thrust from him made her moan loudly.

She reached a point, where a tug on her nipple had her tense up completely, grinding down hard against Rolf, her body shuddering as the pleasure that spread from where they joined turned crystalline barely a moment before it all burst. With a loud cry, she let go, let the wave rush over her, blurring the lines of her perception even as nonsense words in both English and Romanian came babbling off her tongue. And then it released her. With a relieved happy laugh she let herself fall forward ready to catch herself, though trusting Rolf to lower her safely down to lay on his chest. She just needed a moment, then she could continue. She wanted to hear him again.