The cry is what sends him over the edge, and he emits one of his own, as the pressure explodes out of him again. The pleasure he experiences is just as potent this time, if not greater, to his delight and surprise. His entire body goes rigid, and his arms lock tight around her, solid and inescapable. He shudders several times, moaning and almost laughing, holding her as close as he is able and trying to feel as much of her skin against his own as possible. It feels so warm... He believes he is beginning to understand what humans mean when they describe a "glowing" feeling.

He smiles this time while he attempts to catch his breath, though she cannot see it. He brings his cheek to rest against hers for a moment, keeping her close. His grip on her releases to the point where he is cradling her more than trapping her, and he leans forward just slightly, until most of her weight is resting in his arms. He bends to plant kisses on the soft skin of her neck, keeping them so soft it is almost teasing.