heathen’s kiss

Phoebe was far too exhausted at that point to notice his movements, still enjoying the afterglow of her climax. Once he settled next to her again, she felt the world begin to settle around her again, feeling weighed down in the best of ways. The gentle touch on her cheek prompted her to open her eyes, and she glanced his way, her gaze still a little glazed over. But she smiled at him warmly, almost a little giddy as could be expected after an orgasm like that. "Good, I'm glad you're not." she said quietly. She easily rolled onto her side to snuggle into his chest. She knew this didn't really mean much to him probably. He was just being nice, and in the morning he would leave and they would just occasionally wave or something in the street. But it had been worth it, to feel like she felt again for the moment. Her arm draped around his waist, legs intertwining with his easily. Phoebe tilted her head up and smiled at him. "It might not mean much with my experience but...that was the best ever for me." she said easily. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself