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[happy_dsign]

He waited until she picked up her guitar, then took her free hand in his and walked them, quickly, towards the building, leading her down to the floor he practically had to himself these days.

Daphne clung to his hand as she followed, grateful for his rapid pace. She couldn't wait to get him alone and pick up where they'd left off.

When they reached his room she pulled away just long enough to set the guitar down safely on the unclaimed bed before she turned back to him and all but threw herself at him, her hands slipping beneath his shirt to caress his abdomen as she leaned up for a kiss.

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[happy_dsign]

"Ah god," Daphne groaned, rolling her hips as her fingers tightened on his arousal, stroking with more purpose. She had wanted this for so long, she wasn't sure this was going to last very long, but that was okay. At least it was happening.

[more_than_that]

That little moan was enough to nearly have him completely letting go, but he was determined to keep at least enough control to hold on to the knife's edge for a little longer. Long enough to hear his favorite thing, and something he'd missed so much the last few months - his name on her lips when she flew apart. With that in mind, his fingers moved deeper, moved quicker inside her, thumb brushing her clit in faster circles.

[happy_dsign]

She couldn't think, didn't want to think, and so she just let herself feel, rocking against him, her hand stroking him eagerly in time with the movement of her hips as she felt her body tighten, that glorious tension coiling in her, driving her to move faster, breathless and completely unaware of how much noise she was making. And then she found her release, crying out as that tension finally snapped, making her buck as she came.

[more_than_that]

Wilke wasn't long behind her. The way she utterly let go beneath him, the sights and sounds of her completely giving way beneath his hands...there was probably only one thing that could have been better. Everything combined with her clever fingers over his dick and he lost the tenuous control he'd managed and cried out, his body going rigid beside her as he exploded.

[happy_dsign]

Daphne managed to keep her eyes partway open so she could watch his face as she felt him come, smiling as they drifted closed again and she nestled against him languidly. She really hoped he didn't want to talk after that, because she was content and relaxed and didn't really want to move. "Mmmm..."

[more_than_that]

She was in luck then, because speech was pretty much beyond him just then. All he could manage was to pull her closer, lay his head back on the pillow, and draw little circles on her upper arm. And try to remember how to breathe.

[happy_dsign]

Daphne thought that was the perfect thing to do, and she was in fact working on it herself, taking deep breaths as her heart rate slowly returned to normal. She smiled and leaned in to press a kiss to the side of his neck, resting her head against his shoulder.