[That could almost make her laugh, if only because it's impossible to do anything but feel him. She's as violently aware of every way in which he's touching her as she is left to the ridiculous throes of an orgasm. It'd be an incredibly unnerving state if it didn't feel so good, and last as long as it did. When it does taper - slowly, and corresponding with the decrease in volume - she doesn't really give a shit about their position, she wants to kiss him so she does.]
That ... [She keeps stuttering at the edges. Good job, boyfriend.] That was ... Different.
[In a really good way. She kisses his lips one more time before working down his chin and jaw, she's adjusting to get back to where she was.]
Don't stop?
[She just came, sure, the relief and utter satisfaction is there but she feels no desire to rest or cuddle, so energy wise it's almost as if it didn't happen.]
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That ... [She keeps stuttering at the edges. Good job, boyfriend.] That was ... Different.
[In a really good way. She kisses his lips one more time before working down his chin and jaw, she's adjusting to get back to where she was.]
Don't stop?
[She just came, sure, the relief and utter satisfaction is there but she feels no desire to rest or cuddle, so energy wise it's almost as if it didn't happen.]