Dick's breathing should have been ragged and deep. In fact it was scarcely different from the way he always breathed. Sex with Kory was a workout, but he was an athlete, and constantly ready for his muscles to be subjected to some new marathon. Despite this, he felt exhausted.
The feel of Kory's soft skin on his was another thing that made him love her all the more. She could be so fierce, but inside that ferocity was one of the gentlest souls he'd ever known. She was capable of tremendous, terrible rage and complete, all-embracing serenity. She was a warrior princess. She was a lover. She was Starfire and she was his, and that was all that mattered.