[Angela takes his face in her hands, mumbling quiet terms of endearment as she presses quick kisses along his cheek. She can't help but pay attention to the way he gulps for air, the worry starting to seep in now that she's been brought down from her high. Her arms circle him, soothingly rubbing his back.]
Slow breaths. [She mumbles, tilting her head and rubbing her cheek against his. When she's sure that it's nothing serious, she gives him a gentle nudge and rolls them over so he's next to her on the bed.] You need some fresh air.
[Before he can protest she gets off of the bed, taking a blanket to drape around herself as she heads over to the only window in the room. It's not much better outside of their room, but opening the window does bring in a gentle gust of wind. Angela takes in a deep breath before looking back at Genji with a smile.]
Just relax, I'll be right back. [Sweat still sticks to her skin and traces of their orgasms leave the inside of her thighs slick- hardly an angelic image. She tries her best not to waddle to the bathroom.
It doesn't take long before she's back, feeling more refreshed and looking a bit tidier, though her hair is still a damp mess. With a relieved sigh she lets herself fall back onto the bed next to him, immediately turning and throwing an arm over him, tugging him into a kiss.]
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Date: 2018-03-05 08:19 am (UTC)Slow breaths. [She mumbles, tilting her head and rubbing her cheek against his. When she's sure that it's nothing serious, she gives him a gentle nudge and rolls them over so he's next to her on the bed.] You need some fresh air.
[Before he can protest she gets off of the bed, taking a blanket to drape around herself as she heads over to the only window in the room. It's not much better outside of their room, but opening the window does bring in a gentle gust of wind. Angela takes in a deep breath before looking back at Genji with a smile.]
Just relax, I'll be right back. [Sweat still sticks to her skin and traces of their orgasms leave the inside of her thighs slick- hardly an angelic image. She tries her best not to waddle to the bathroom.
It doesn't take long before she's back, feeling more refreshed and looking a bit tidier, though her hair is still a damp mess. With a relieved sigh she lets herself fall back onto the bed next to him, immediately turning and throwing an arm over him, tugging him into a kiss.]
Feeling better?
[In more ways than one?]