[SE] what else can we do

Lost in their kiss, Isla has every intention of holding Varus in place a little longer, so as he twists to reverse their positions, she huffs out a surprised laugh that tapers off into a moan as he fills her completely. Splayed over him, for a moment it's all she can do to exist here, a wicked smile tugging at her lips. "You're-- fuck--" she hisses, cut off by the surge of his hips, Isla shifting back and arching against him. "I love you," she whispers breathlessly, her fair hair cascading around her shoulders, her blue eyes almost aglow in the dim light of the room. Bucking against him, Isla chooses a rhythm that's slow and hard and deep, one of her hands sneaking between her legs to pleasure herself at the same time. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die