She doesn't utter anything resembling a name; she's well past the point of being able to think it, much less say it.
Her thighs tighten around his hips in a sweaty-sticky vice, and she digs in and stops, just for a second, before the world explodes into tiny sunbursts in her vision and she's reduced to nothing but uncontrolled tremors.
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Date: 2010-08-10 08:44 pm (UTC)Her thighs tighten around his hips in a sweaty-sticky vice, and she digs in and stops, just for a second, before the world explodes into tiny sunbursts in her vision and she's reduced to nothing but uncontrolled tremors.