[The moment she lowers herself onto him, Zen joins her in that sigh, eyes closing from how warm and accommodating she had been, even if something told him that this moment of gentle intimacy would only accelerate with each bit of their heavy breaths.
He had long since succumbed to her power, and the way she moved to look down at him only made him twitch with eagerness as his eyes caught hers. Could he really last so long, enough to pleasure her? Hands find themselves grazing her thighs, memorizing the feeling of her skin and how much she made him quirk his hips upward to wordlessly beg for more.]
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He had long since succumbed to her power, and the way she moved to look down at him only made him twitch with eagerness as his eyes caught hers. Could he really last so long, enough to pleasure her? Hands find themselves grazing her thighs, memorizing the feeling of her skin and how much she made him quirk his hips upward to wordlessly beg for more.]