[ He steals away her breath as he sinks into her, so solid and warm and familiar. She feels safer in his arms than anywhere else; a sense of security that washes over her whenever she's in his presence, bathed in his warmth, his touch, his scent, his voice.
Era feels full in all ways, both body and soul. One of her hands twists itself into the curls at the nape of Aymeric's neck as he kisses her, so heated that it curls her toes. She inhales every noise that he makes as he sets the languid pace, rocking her hips to meet every thrust in a way that sends shivers up her spine.
Her other hand moves to rest on her lower abdomen. Their differences in size and her overall small frame means she can feel him move beneath her hand as well and she revels in it. Cannot help her fascination with how their bodies fit together so well against all odds.
She moans loudly into her husband's mouth, pulling at his hair enough to sting just the slightest bit. Sex, Era thinks, is something she might be more happy to have more of in her life, so long as it's with her dearest Aymeric. ]
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Era feels full in all ways, both body and soul. One of her hands twists itself into the curls at the nape of Aymeric's neck as he kisses her, so heated that it curls her toes. She inhales every noise that he makes as he sets the languid pace, rocking her hips to meet every thrust in a way that sends shivers up her spine.
Her other hand moves to rest on her lower abdomen. Their differences in size and her overall small frame means she can feel him move beneath her hand as well and she revels in it. Cannot help her fascination with how their bodies fit together so well against all odds.
She moans loudly into her husband's mouth, pulling at his hair enough to sting just the slightest bit. Sex, Era thinks, is something she might be more happy to have more of in her life, so long as it's with her dearest Aymeric. ]