Much could not hold himself back any longer, the vision of her pressed into his mind, the beauty of her body moving against his and her voice, calling his name. As the pleasure began to overwhelm him he grabbed her arms and pulled her down so he could kiss her with a clumsy passion, one hand tangled in her hair and the other on her hips, though she didn't need any guidance - Erato knew how to move for pleasure, her own and his.
"Erato," he breathed her name, wrapping both arms around her body to hold her close, enjoying the feel of her body around his as he came down from his own shuddering climax. "Oh my god - my goddess, fuck."