Birdy

Not a word will slip her lips, and right now she's too exhausted, hoarse and high on pleasure to say anything. Hell she can barely move but when he gestures she complies.

Her movement are love drunk and slow but she manages to curl up to his side, her head on his chest and a leg over his own. Her arm slinks around his waist and gives him a feeble squeeze. She could do more but come on Vic, you practically drained the life out of her there. She hasn't been properly fucked like that in literal years, so it's going to take a minute to come back down.