Angua's own orgasm shot through her, tearing a sharp cry from deep in her throat. It almost sounded victorious, and that was how she felt. There was no crash, instead she felt a spike of adrenaline and she wanted more.
She took a moment to catch her breath and come down, to admire the way Dean looked underneath her, sweaty and panting and all fucked out. "Gods, that felt good," she said on a long exhale.
Angua swung a leg and moved off Dean's hips. "I think we ruined the panties." They were soaked through. Carefully she tugged them down, and off. Dean looked downright obscene and Angua made a small sound, like a moan. She was still so turned on, the proof of what they'd just done only making it worse. She ran her fingers through the sticky mess and brought them to her mouth, licked them clean.
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Date: 2009-10-07 01:07 am (UTC)She took a moment to catch her breath and come down, to admire the way Dean looked underneath her, sweaty and panting and all fucked out. "Gods, that felt good," she said on a long exhale.
Angua swung a leg and moved off Dean's hips. "I think we ruined the panties." They were soaked through. Carefully she tugged them down, and off. Dean looked downright obscene and Angua made a small sound, like a moan. She was still so turned on, the proof of what they'd just done only making it worse. She ran her fingers through the sticky mess and brought them to her mouth, licked them clean.
"Turn over," she said.