If he noticed the flash freezing of the area outside the clearing, he didn't say anything. He honestly wasn't paying attention to that, but if he was it would be one hell of a boost to the ego. Even if that happened every time, it still communicated a kind of intensity of orgasm that was intoxicating. Maybe he'd notice later, but for now his attention was taken up by her shifting her position to over top of him. Just like that, the tables have turned, and he grins up at her.
"A greedy thing, hmm? Greedy and giving, I see. Nice."
His arms slide around her waist and he returns her kiss, holding her body to his. He is so very aroused for her, but it's her turn to tease him. His moans of need for her are soft and deep, but they are the only voice he gives to his request for her to take him. He needs her, but he has her. His hands twine up her back, reveling in just the feel of her again. It's almost hard to believe that this is real, but there she is, almost hyper-real as the soft moonlight highlights her over him.
"Only name I'll have for you though will be my yells of that pleasure you want from me," he half pants, "Unless there's something you want to be called, just by me, just for tonight?"
I'm in S4, where the angels first show up. I hear the post S5 seasons get a little rocky though :/
If he noticed the flash freezing of the area outside the clearing, he didn't say anything. He honestly wasn't paying attention to that, but if he was it would be one hell of a boost to the ego. Even if that happened every time, it still communicated a kind of intensity of orgasm that was intoxicating. Maybe he'd notice later, but for now his attention was taken up by her shifting her position to over top of him. Just like that, the tables have turned, and he grins up at her.
"A greedy thing, hmm? Greedy and giving, I see. Nice."
His arms slide around her waist and he returns her kiss, holding her body to his. He is so very aroused for her, but it's her turn to tease him. His moans of need for her are soft and deep, but they are the only voice he gives to his request for her to take him. He needs her, but he has her. His hands twine up her back, reveling in just the feel of her again. It's almost hard to believe that this is real, but there she is, almost hyper-real as the soft moonlight highlights her over him.
"Only name I'll have for you though will be my yells of that pleasure you want from me," he half pants, "Unless there's something you want to be called, just by me, just for tonight?"