As equals.

When you first reached the bed, you lay down on your back, letting her be on top, but just as smoothly, you turn, bringing you both on your sides, still connected. The symbolic significance of your actions are not lost to her. Smiling softly, she rolls you on top of her as well, before rolling back onto your side. Her hand slides up your back and side, while yours caresses her smooth thigh and rear. Your eyes never leave each others and, as one, you nod.

Moaning in each others mouths, you pump your hips, rubbing your raw and tender cock against her well-used and thoroughly lubricated walls. Taking hold of your hip, she rolls against you as well, matching your movements perfectly, compounding your shared pleasures. Moving, even breathing in sync, you climb and descend the mountain of passion, always teetering over the precipice, but never wanting to make that last push.

Unfortunately, this moment can only last so long. Your hands fly to the other's heads, and your last kiss is deep and remorseful. This orgasm is the most pure you both have, for there is nothing left from her that you can take, and there is nothing left for you to give.

Completely, and utterly spent, the two of you lay as intertwined bodies, silent but for your breathing.

The furs are comfortable, and your partner's cold blooded body is warm. Darkness and sleep quickly overcome you.