[Zetta is still arched off the couch, chasing every bit of pleasure as much as she can. If she had the wherewithal, she'd be swearing, but her ability to connect words from her brain to her mouth is malfunctioning, so the noises escaping her are instead gasps and cut-off moans. The fact that Riley just came hasn't quite caught up to her yet -- She's far, far too close to her own orgasm for that.
(But, god, Riley wishes he could kiss her gasping mouth, but he's still recovering, and doesn't think he'd get over to her in time.)]
Ah -- ah! --
[(He was right, he definitely wouldn't have made it in time, because she's coming, and hard, he can tell by the way her entire body is going taut.)]
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(But, god, Riley wishes he could kiss her gasping mouth, but he's still recovering, and doesn't think he'd get over to her in time.)]
Ah -- ah! --
[(He was right, he definitely wouldn't have made it in time, because she's coming, and hard, he can tell by the way her entire body is going taut.)]