Swiftcurrent Creek your heart [m]

She did not withdraw even as she felt the pain of his entering the temple of she, Clarice; she let out a strange sound, coping, struggling, until pain faded as it often did in the spike of adrenaline and now, lust.
xxxxxxBliss.
xxxxxxShe knew it then in their union, Him with her, and she does not mind in telling so with her voice (truth be told, it cannot be helped), and the murmuring of his name, Sos! Sos, repetitive, accepting, adoring, pining and needing.