Rinoa tightly grasped onto the sheets of the bed, her knuckles turning white from the tightness of her grip. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she mewled softly, riding out her orgasm. She was helpless as she kept herself from collapsing on the bed, noticing when his release hit him as well. She could feel his warm seed being poured into her and had she been in her right mind, she might have worried about the fact that they weren't using protection. But could sorceresses even get pregnant? It had not be recorded so she was probably safe.<br/><br/>She panted heavily, eyes slipping open to gaze numbly down at the bunched up sheets beneath her. She felt so worn out from the intensity of their lovemaking and all she wanted to do was to curl up next to him and fall asleep. She had completely forgotten they were at the event of a lifetime and that she was supposed to be covering it for her journalism career. Not to mention, her camera bag had been left on that balcony when he had suddenly swept her off of her feet.<br/><br/>"Oh Hyne." She whimpered, chancing a glance back at him. That had been amazing and she was completely worn out after two orgasms. She knew that he could probably continue on but he was usually quite considerate of her subpar stamina levels. "I love you."