It came over so quickly. She didn't even know just how much energy she'd put into what they were doing until they were falling back into the bed and she was tangling up with him and the sheets. She felt her thighs sticky with the mixture of bodily fluids but for once she could leave it be for a just a bit.
"Don't let go of me," she murmured. "I don't want to let go. I need you. Love you so much. I don't want to fight it anymore.."
They would though. They always fought. They always made up. Just this once, she didn't want it to be like that anymore.