But luckily for him, a combination of it having been far too long, his nimble fingers, just how well he matches her... does the trick. She squirms on top of him, breath faltering a bit at the sound of his cursing, but as he continues, she can't hope to hold out any longer. She can tell he's reached his peak, at least, which is always a sense of pride for her, but then Primrose can no longer focus on trivial things like pride (in that moment).
She shudders, gasps out his name - Ajax - her tone colored more by a warm emotion that she will not admit to later, and there's the pleasure that swamps her, threatens to pull her under.
She refuses to collapse on top of him, at least, though she's trembling from the effort. ]
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But luckily for him, a combination of it having been far too long, his nimble fingers, just how well he matches her... does the trick. She squirms on top of him, breath faltering a bit at the sound of his cursing, but as he continues, she can't hope to hold out any longer. She can tell he's reached his peak, at least, which is always a sense of pride for her, but then Primrose can no longer focus on trivial things like pride (in that moment).
She shudders, gasps out his name - Ajax - her tone colored more by a warm emotion that she will not admit to later, and there's the pleasure that swamps her, threatens to pull her under.
She refuses to collapse on top of him, at least, though she's trembling from the effort. ]