[ He's not too far behind, swearing low and heated against her throat as she pulls him in close, as she tightens around him. Fuck, she sounded good like that, and she feels equally amazing, and the way she clings to him makes him thrust harder and faster until he's lost the rhythm.
He comes, moaning her name like a prayer, and he buries his face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her, one hand tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck.
Unlike Gamora, once he's spent, he falls against her, almost boneless. He has the presence of mind to keep himself partially propped up on an elbow, though, to avoid smothering her entirely, but he's definitely going to need a few seconds (a few minutes, possibly a few hours?) before he has energy enough to move again. ]
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He comes, moaning her name like a prayer, and he buries his face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her, one hand tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck.
Unlike Gamora, once he's spent, he falls against her, almost boneless. He has the presence of mind to keep himself partially propped up on an elbow, though, to avoid smothering her entirely, but he's definitely going to need a few seconds (a few minutes, possibly a few hours?) before he has energy enough to move again. ]