[It was hard to not cry out with her, as he felt that tightening around him, the shudders of Mira's body against and under him, and he buries his face against her neck. It's instinct rather than any deliberate thought that has him slide partially from her body, before pressing sharply forward once more, matching the roll of her hips.
Her legs around him kept their bodies close, as close as it was possible to be. And once started, it was impossible to keep from moving, to keep from burying himself within her heat. His pulse was racing, the softest of moans escaping with each new push into her body. It was probably some kind of betrayal to be so open with an enemy, to find pleasure in Light's destructive embrace, but the Ascian couldn't quite find the inclination to care.
This was only for them, if only for a moment- outside of alignments and titles and respective fates.]
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Her legs around him kept their bodies close, as close as it was possible to be. And once started, it was impossible to keep from moving, to keep from burying himself within her heat. His pulse was racing, the softest of moans escaping with each new push into her body. It was probably some kind of betrayal to be so open with an enemy, to find pleasure in Light's destructive embrace, but the Ascian couldn't quite find the inclination to care.
This was only for them, if only for a moment- outside of alignments and titles and respective fates.]