Oh, she was making him feel very good. Don't think that she isn't, the woman he loves. Tarrok felt like he was on top of the entire god damned world. Better still, he got their by bringing Aiko up with him metaphorically.<br/><br/>Physically, it was pretty easy to see between all the wild lovemaking. Every so often, his lips would pull in a warm smile or open in a gasp. Every so often his skin would shiver, a touch or a roll of her hip. Every so often, she'd hear her name puff out between a moan.<br/><br/>When her second orgasm hit, he slowed down again. This time he couldn't stop completely, still rolling his hips into hers. Bending down, he kissed at her petite body. Locked his lips to hers and didn't let go, would never let go.<br/><br/>One hand let go of her thigh and strayed up, taking her hand in his. Squeezed tight, wrapping up their fingers in each other. Then he kept going, still holding one leg up and thrusting powerfully. Still, he kept holding on to that slim hand that meant so much to him.