[Obi-Wan tenses a moment when he feels her coming, tightening hard around his length and he can't himself back. He can feel her around him, but the explosion of pleasure spreads out from her and hits him solidly through the Force. He gives a few more thrusts but starts falling over the edge mid-stroke and presses deep as he spills inside her, a gasp caught in his throat.
This feels right. The way it should be. So he's not sure why there's doubt creeping into the back of his head. Those are of no concern. He's got Velma. And she's his. That's what matters right now.]
[Even without a connection to the Force, Velma finds herself overwhelmed with her own pleasure as well as watching it reflect through him. Later she'll realize that this is not how it usually happens, and that circumstances aside, this was an amazing and rare scenario for a first time for so many reasons.
It's intense and raw, the feel of him spilling inside her along with her own orgasm. At some point she finds herself spent, body pulsing with aftershocks and forehead pressing against his before she finds herself stealing a long, lazy kiss from him. Silent thank yous with her lips being easier than words in the moment. The kiss is a soft, lingering claim, happy for him to be hers and her to be his in this moment.
Eventually the kiss breaks and she can't help the smile that plays over her features.] I don't want to move.
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Date: 2021-03-11 10:51 pm (UTC)This feels right. The way it should be. So he's not sure why there's doubt creeping into the back of his head. Those are of no concern. He's got Velma. And she's his. That's what matters right now.]
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Date: 2021-03-14 06:44 am (UTC)It's intense and raw, the feel of him spilling inside her along with her own orgasm. At some point she finds herself spent, body pulsing with aftershocks and forehead pressing against his before she finds herself stealing a long, lazy kiss from him. Silent thank yous with her lips being easier than words in the moment. The kiss is a soft, lingering claim, happy for him to be hers and her to be his in this moment.
Eventually the kiss breaks and she can't help the smile that plays over her features.] I don't want to move.