Aiko just whispered sweet words to her lover, calming ones, the second she could think. Every inch of her body felt numb. The good type of numb, though. She didn't want to stop feeling this high for a long while. Almost every dream had come true. The only regret was not voicing them sooner. Her eyes glanced up, trying to catch his as he reached his climax inside her. She began to purr, wishing to cuddle against the Saiyan. Her body felt cold when he slid off of her. She shivered, scooting as close to him as she could.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"I think I broke you,"</span>she teased.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"How do you feel? I'm wondering if we should try to keep our hands to ourselves a bit more."</span><br/><br/>Though, getting Tarrok to speak about his feelings was much more difficult. Aiko knew he was more of a physical person. He liked to show things rather than voice them as she would. They were almost complete opposites, the perfect lovers perhaps. All the feline knew is that she would never change this. She would fight to keep this. Without the Saiyan, she would be nothing. A large smile crossed her lips, those soulful eyes looking into his. She loved him so much.