Larksong Grotto Lululemon [M]

Over the edge she went, and Hiram was not far behind. Swelling within her, the Cardinal drove deep -- tethering himself to Jhala's hips. His head swam with pleasure and a strangled cry passed his lips as his body began to seize. Then, in a single moment, Hiram's entire body tensed. But then, there was a release. Breathing heavily, he came to a stop and slumped jelly-like against Jhala's back until the high eventually wore off.

For a while, he was silent. Partly because he was unable to even form the words he wished to say, but it was not long before Hiram was able to find his voice. Tether withstanding and keeping them bound at the hip, Hiram clumsily slid himself off of Jhala's back and slouched at her side. As his daze finally began to wear thin, he buried his face in the scruff of her neck and whispered, "Be my wife." After all, it was God's will that she be bound to him in matrimony. Who else was worthy beside his second? His faithful Vicar.