He came

She feels him tense above her, hears his breath catch, and then feels the warmth of him flooding her from the inside. His grip tightens, pulling her closer as he empties himself into her, a low groan escaping his lips. She lies there, pinned beneath him, feeling every pulse of his release, a deep, satisfied hum vibrating in her chest.

When he finally stills, she doesn't move. Doesn't want to. She just lies there, his weight on her, his arms still locked around her head, his seed warm inside her. The grey dawn light has brightened, the first hints of gold touching the curtains.