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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Rose gasped for air, her heart pounding in her chest and the lines of where she ended and Rolf started were a joyful, indistinct blur. Slowly, as his voice became actual words and she could once again tell them apart, she began rolling her hips against him again, careful not to move out of his embrace. She opened her eyes and found herself looking into the most beautiful face she could imagine. Yes, she had seen Rolf more than she had seen just about anybody and had always found him handsome, but she had never seen him smile like that… or look at her with this look of pure love in his eyes. “I could look at that smile forever,” she smiled at him, not knowing for certain but getting the distinctive feeling that hers was just as smitten as his.

“That was-,” she didn’t have the right word, because ‘amazing’ just didn’t feel anywhere near adequate, and instead closed her eyes and let the dreamy groan moving against him again provoked flow freely. Gently she nudged her nose against his, giggling softly as her lips pursed out to brush against his. Ever since her first time, she had always loved sex, but she couldn’t recall ever having felt this warm and wanted and loved, like she could just spread her arms out and fly, and what was better? They had only just gotten started. Her giggle turned into a purr, the soft brushes of their lips deepened into one of those mind-numbingly wonderful kisses and her hips started moving in earnest against him; she wanted to share that wonderful high he had sent her to with him, wanted go there again, with him, wanted him, wanted them.