Shadow's strength was almost overwhelming. His hands on her frame, engulfing her. His face was pure ecstasy. Even without the bond, Ilia could see how lost he was in her. She ran her hands through his hair: thick and luxurious, she felt his sweat under her hands. His body contrast her. His was hard where her's was not. His rhythm picked up and Ilia's breath quickened. His hands were doing things to her she could not fathom. They caressed her, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She clung to Shadow desperately as they moved together. Her nails dug into his skin, leaving scratches she would have to heal later. The fire within Ilia was fueled as Shadow whispered into her ear. She attempted her own declaration, but she couldn't form the words. It wasn't that she didn't return the feeling, their bond told as much, Ilia just had a hard time even controlling her breathing, let alone speak!<br/><br/><br/>"Oh, light." She groaned aloud, her eyes closed and head back. The pressure within her was building. The fire in her belly was raging. The feel of his pelvis as it slammed against her own, her breasts bouncing with their furious movements. His hands, holding her steady. She nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck, she was so close now, on the cusp of release. Her moans, muffled into his skin, sounded with the hunger she felt, they were almost animalistic in their sound. "Shadow.." Still her nails dug into his back. "Oh, Shadow." Moaning his name was all she could do, it seemed. His hand upon her breast felt delicious.<br/><br/>The fire within her reached its raging peak and Ilia felt a wave of such intensity. Her entire body shook as she rode the wave of pleasure that spread through her belly and torso. It consumed her mind, leaving Ilia to its mercy as Shadow continued to moved beneath her. So intense was this wave, Ilia prayed Shadow could feel it. He had made her feel this way- Another hit Ilia! She trembled, a low moan escaped her and she moistened. Small waves continued to wash over her as their movements slowed. Ilia still gripped Shadow, as he did to her, her head was still in his neck. He smelt of sweat. It was a musky, sweet smell, and Ilia took it in with closed eyes. Her breathing began to steady itself and the sweat on her skin began to evaporate, cooling her.<br/><br/>Ilia cuddled against Shadow. Taking in his warmth. Her body felt weak, but her mind was rejuvenated. "I don't want you to go back to the barracks tonight." Ilia mumbled into his neck.