They came together, chest to chest, and Faelan pressed against Padma, lowering her to the carpet and welcoming the feeling of her arms sliding around his neck. He moved his hands to push at the waist of her pajama pants, and she lifted her hips to allow him to slide them down, then tugged open his jeans and helped him kick them off his legs.
When they were both naked, his fingers fluttered against her cheek, stroking the soft skin as he was overwhelmed with a sense of utter release. There was so much he had held inside until tonight, and now all he wanted to do was try to let it all go.