[At her permission, he finally groans and shudders beneath her, gushing into her before going slack. Stars dance at the edge of his vision, blinding and blissful as it overtakes him. Griffin squeezes her hand tight, an anchor to the physical world.]
Nngh...
[Only when he washes up in the afterglow does his grip soften. He breathes out slowly, stroking her arm as his eyes refocus to gaze at her lovingly.]
Re: Day 18X nebulously after mistletoe
Nngh...
[Only when he washes up in the afterglow does his grip soften. He breathes out slowly, stroking her arm as his eyes refocus to gaze at her lovingly.]
You're... incredible.