[Were Gai in possession of more of his mental faculties, he would probably be both impressed and amused by Elizabeth's choice of words. As it is, however, his world is reduced entirely to the sensation of Elizabeth around him, hot and slick and squeezing him so deliciously, and the sight of her fingers stroking herself (and the fact that she's touching herself around him is so hot that he's pretty sure his neurons just stopped firing for a moment there) with near-desperation.
He meets those bucks of her hips with sharp snaps of his own, sending the bed ramming into the wall again, and her cries are matched by his own grunts as he just drops all restraint and pounds into her.
He's barely clinging onto his self-control when she tells him she's climaxing. It doesn't quite process in his mind at first, but then he feels her muscles clamp down hard around him and he's sailing right over the edge along with her.]
So am I--!
[And that's all he can manage before coherency is lost to him and he finishes with a couple more jerky thrusts and a sound that is more of a strangled moan than anything else.]
September 26th - The Marathon
He meets those bucks of her hips with sharp snaps of his own, sending the bed ramming into the wall again, and her cries are matched by his own grunts as he just drops all restraint and pounds into her.
He's barely clinging onto his self-control when she tells him she's climaxing. It doesn't quite process in his mind at first, but then he feels her muscles clamp down hard around him and he's sailing right over the edge along with her.]
So am I--!
[And that's all he can manage before coherency is lost to him and he finishes with a couple more jerky thrusts and a sound that is more of a strangled moan than anything else.]