[His arms tighten around her and his breath grows heavy against her shoulder, the new position pushing her further down onto his cock. It's more of a rocking, grinding movement of their bodies together, but it's no less intense and when Angela rakes her fingers back through his hair and he feels her lips against his cheek- when he turns his head to look at her, there's a hungry look in his eyes, mirrored in the way he claims her mouth just as he starts to feel her orgasm clenching down around him.
He refuses to end the kiss, pressing it harder in fact as he jerks his hips into hers, moaning into her mouth and letting the trembling drag of her sex pull his own orgasm from him. He feels it run hot fingers down his spine and he comes with a muffled grunt, finally tilting his head only just enough that he can suck in a breath against her lips. There's no raspy panting this time, the mountain air easier to breathe, and he's free to let the feeling of being with her wash over him without distraction.
The tight band of his arms around her loosens only as he starts to come down from it, hands turning gentle, easing her down carefully so she can find her own footing. He swears he can hear the sound of the snowflakes on the water in the moment of stillness that drifts in around them, steam curling like another lover's caress around the two of them.
He rests his forehead against hers and lets his eyes slide shut to bask in the peacefulness. His heart aches in equal parts affection and the knowledge that this isn't going to last.]
...I have to leave soon. [He finally murmurs it into the small space between them, his voice low, reverent of the calm they've found.] In a few days.
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He refuses to end the kiss, pressing it harder in fact as he jerks his hips into hers, moaning into her mouth and letting the trembling drag of her sex pull his own orgasm from him. He feels it run hot fingers down his spine and he comes with a muffled grunt, finally tilting his head only just enough that he can suck in a breath against her lips. There's no raspy panting this time, the mountain air easier to breathe, and he's free to let the feeling of being with her wash over him without distraction.
The tight band of his arms around her loosens only as he starts to come down from it, hands turning gentle, easing her down carefully so she can find her own footing. He swears he can hear the sound of the snowflakes on the water in the moment of stillness that drifts in around them, steam curling like another lover's caress around the two of them.
He rests his forehead against hers and lets his eyes slide shut to bask in the peacefulness. His heart aches in equal parts affection and the knowledge that this isn't going to last.]
...I have to leave soon. [He finally murmurs it into the small space between them, his voice low, reverent of the calm they've found.] In a few days.