When she altered the angle, Galen moaned, though it could almost be taken for a growl it felt so damn good. He sped up his movements, burying his face in her chest. What felt like all too soon though, he felt the gates open. Throwing back his head, he cried out in pleasure, riding the waves before sinking back on the couch, panting as he caught his breath.
Even after something that intense, he still felt that small bit of arousal. Especially as Gaia's lovely form returned to focus. Slowly, he reached out and lazily ran his hand along her chest. "That...I don't...kriff," he murmured. He stared at her. "Is it like that everytime? That...amazing?" It was clear from his not moving and teasing of her chest that he was willing to do more. He felt oddly energized and wanted to learn more of what Gaia had to teach him if she were willing to impart more lessons.