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[noburden]

That works. Jill's face is near his ear, hand dropping to brace herself on the bed.

"Oh, Clive," she gasps. "Just like that."

[rosarianoath]

Her praise is fuel. He picks it up, bottoming out in her, and before long he’s coming, his desperate thrusts growing sloppy as he fills her up and fucks it all deeper into her.

“More?”

He doesn’t want this to end.

[noburden]

He's perfection. Jill moans when he comes, and that he keeps going fills her chest with affection for him. He deserves this bliss, always..

"Can you manage?" She asks with a breathless laugh, sloppily kissing the side of his face as she rolls her hips, thighs wet.

[rosarianoath]

“In a moment,” he promises, bracing himself so she can grind against him. He’s tempted to sag into the mattress, but he wants this moment to linger. “I can manage whatever you want.”

[noburden]

"You've served me so well," she tells him. "Anything else is simply... extra. Be it tonight, tomorrow, or a week from now."

Though she would prefer sooner, certainly.

[rosarianoath]

He turns his head enough to press a cheek to hers. He could argue he hardly did anything, but in the afterglow, there’s an odd clarity, a relief that it really is that simple. She’s satisfied.

“I did my best,” he breathes. “And I can do it again tonight.”

[noburden]

"Let's give your wrists a rest before that." She nuzzles her cheek against his before tugging on his arms, pushing them up so she can stretch over him to undo her loose binding. It means his cock slips out of her, and she sighs to lose him, but as soon as she tosses his belt aside she's back to rubbing her face against his, affectionate.

[rosarianoath]

It’s a very different sort of relief to have use of his hands again, and he puts them to work immediately, wrapping his arms around her in a proper embrace, face buried against hers. His sigh is long and content.

“I love all of you,” he murmurs.

[noburden]

Jill's sigh echoes his. She could live right here, held by him.

"I love all of you, too." Even the parts he thinks too broken. She presses a kiss to his cheek. "Though your ass is also very nice. Were you curious."

[rosarianoath]

It is a dull surprise that there are opinions to be had about his ass at all.

“Thank you, that’s very kind of you.” He chuckles and leans to the side like he might roll her over, but he just looks at her, close as he is. “You know… I’d like to take you somewhere, soon. If you’re agreeable to it.”

[noburden]

Her blue eyes meet his. In this moment, she cannot recall that their relationship shattered at any point.

"Where?" She asks, and her smile reaches her eyes. She's agreeable. She doesn't know where, but she'd like to go with him.

[rosarianoath]

“Dinner,” he says. He holds her gaze seriously, comfortably. “Then a surprise.”

[noburden]

She ignores how her stomach simultaneously drops as her heart flutters. Her fingertips trace over his scarred cheek.

He's trying.

"I would like that. What should I wear to dinner and this surprise of yours?"

[rosarianoath]

“We can decide that in the morning,” he says. “Right now I’m just glad that you’d go at all.”

[noburden]

She lifts a brow at him, amused.

"It's time with you. I cherish that above all else."

[rosarianoath]

“I know.” She reminds him all the time, even if he hasn’t always taken it to heart. He sags deeper into the mattress, looking up at her with so much affection he feels fit to burst. “I want to spend more time with you.”

[noburden]

He's adorable, sometimes. Those blue eyes could get her to agree to anything when they look at her like that.

"Do I get any hints about this surprise?"

[rosarianoath]

"I don't think so," he says, reaching to brush her hair around her face. "Anticipation is the greater part of pleasure, isn't it?"

[noburden]

She huffs, but the smile doesn't leave her face.

"Just as long as it's not another house. I like this one."

[rosarianoath]

“No?” he says, a dry tease. “I found a promising villa with thirty rooms and a charming courtyard, and stables for eighteen mounts…”

[noburden]

Silly.

"Then I must tell you that you don't know me at all. That's too much space. Sometimes even this house feels too large when you and Torgal are out."

[rosarianoath]

Where else, he wonders, will they house their many children? Instead, he says: “It’s a shack, then. A narrow bed for the two of us, with only one bowl and one spoon.”

[noburden]

Even sillier.

"Perfect. I will sleep on your chest, and we will take turns feeding one another."

[rosarianoath]

“Perfect,” he agrees. “I’ll send for the paperwork in the morning.”

[noburden]

"Don't tease me," she laughs, snuggling in again, nuzzling into his cheek. She would truly love it. This house is their home, and she cherishes it, but she would be happy anywhere with him.