Once he'd felt her hit her high, Brian took only a few moments to hold her close again, then squeezed tightly with all most of his strength. He was smiling an unstoppable smile and only when he pulled out did it falter. He did so carefully and with regret, then raised up, gave a stretch with his arms and back, then fell beside Betsy.
"Sweet Jesus."
He watched her for a few moments, bathing in her afterglow, and pushed himself up before disappearing briefly into her bathroom. When he emerged, he scooped a few items off the floor and deposited them on the bed before joining her again.
Still naked, he cuddled up close next to his twin and rested his arm across her belly. "I can't even find the words," he said, his voice a mixture of amazement and joviality. It was all fairly amusing and bewildering. But excellent. There was no guilt or worry on his mind, or shame. Only love and utter satisfaction. Their time apart seemed to have been amended during the past short while. He felt made anew, as well as his relationship with Betsy. "I want this again." It wasn't really a question.