[It does take her a moment, because that is far more intense than his hand had been. She arches under him, breaking the kiss as she cries out softly at the sensations of the lyrium playing against her in the most intimate of ways. It sparks against her nerves, has her clamping down tightly on him in response as her nails press into the skin of his back.
And now that she's got the bed under her, her attention is pulled to the way the base of her ponytail presses painfully into the back of her head. One shaky hand reaches up to grasp at the tie that holds her hair back, tugging to get it loose so it fans out around her head and she can lay there comfortably. It was just about pulled completely free of the tie anyway thanks to Fenris' enthusiastic grabbing, and now she can go on tossing her head around without worrying about it being uncomfortable.
Because even as she's adjusting to the constant thrum of lyrium inside her and all around her, it's still going to be difficult to keep still.]
Creators help me, you feel far too good to be real...
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And now that she's got the bed under her, her attention is pulled to the way the base of her ponytail presses painfully into the back of her head. One shaky hand reaches up to grasp at the tie that holds her hair back, tugging to get it loose so it fans out around her head and she can lay there comfortably. It was just about pulled completely free of the tie anyway thanks to Fenris' enthusiastic grabbing, and now she can go on tossing her head around without worrying about it being uncomfortable.
Because even as she's adjusting to the constant thrum of lyrium inside her and all around her, it's still going to be difficult to keep still.]
Creators help me, you feel far too good to be real...