Breathing wasn't required anymore, but Star still had the habit. So when her back hit the wall, the air got knocked out of her lungs. "Wow," she panted, lifting her knees high and squeezing them around his waist. "Not so afraid to play rough now, are you?" The pressure around his diaphram began to increase, gradually tighter and tighter. "Me neither."
Star's teeth nicked his lip. "You know what they say about holding your breath during sex, Ty. It makes it go faster."