[ It's something that she certainly quite enjoys, the knowledge that she managed to provide enough physical sensation to him that it overrode his ability to actually form coherent words, and given how very good he is at talking she feels that's a pretty good level of skill to have reached, even if it can still (always) be improved on. She comes back to herself a little after him, shifting to pull slightly free of him so that they don't have to move again for a little while, sinking into the mattress and keeping her arms around him, tilting her face into his neck and breathing out slowly.
She wants to thank him, for everything, for the distraction and the warmth and the way the memories pushed to the forward have receded again, enough to grant her a little peace.For the moment, though, she just presses her lips against his neck and keeps him close. ]
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She wants to thank him, for everything, for the distraction and the warmth and the way the memories pushed to the forward have receded again, enough to grant her a little peace.For the moment, though, she just presses her lips against his neck and keeps him close. ]