( All Serah can see, laid out like this, is Noctis. She can hear the noises around them, but they fade into the background, unimportant while he takes her. Unimportant when her world is really only Noctis and what makes both of them happy. Her body reacts to each touch as her orgasm subsides, twitching and squirming at hands on her breasts and every thrust until he buries himself completely within her and fills her with warm, thick ropes of his cum.
Serah grasps clumsily for him when he leans on against her, holding him by the back as she kisses him hard, all lips and tongue and legs curling around his waist.
This really is all that matters. The touch of his lips and their bare bodies pressed against one another. )
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Serah grasps clumsily for him when he leans on against her, holding him by the back as she kisses him hard, all lips and tongue and legs curling around his waist.
This really is all that matters. The touch of his lips and their bare bodies pressed against one another. )