[ Nate's toes curl in the sheets as he rides the waves of his orgasm, eyes closed tight and hairs standing on end over his whole body. He tenses, then relaxes, in increments, muscles loosening as endorphins flood his system.
He falls over to Caitlin's side, still not willing to crush her, an arm above his head, the other on his stomach as he lets his breathing regulate. Then, he turns to Caitlin, smiling softly. ]
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He falls over to Caitlin's side, still not willing to crush her, an arm above his head, the other on his stomach as he lets his breathing regulate. Then, he turns to Caitlin, smiling softly. ]
Hey.