Her body grew ridged, shaking as she hit her final climax. Aiko moaned in their kiss. Her nails dug into his upper arms, drawing blood. She breathed in hard, air escaping her lungs quickly. Just the sounds of a lover who enjoyed the touch and taste of her mate.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/><span style="color: seagreen">"Yeah, but it worked, remember?"</span>he replied, yawning.<span style="color: seagreen">"As long as you're not going to break something, mom and dad usually cave. Remember when they got you that huge stuffed bear you wanted?"</span><br/><br/>Then again, Sage might not have remembered the very large bear that she got when she was a few years younger. Daikon remembered the way it's stuffing came out after it got a tear. He also remembered the tears when their parents had to throw it away from the wear and tear. That bear went everywhere. It didn't help that it was as big as she was when she was six. Then again, it wasn't like Sage was very big now either. She certainly got her height from their mother. That was okay though. If Sage was any bigger, Daikon was sure he wouldn't be able to stand a chance with her aggressiveness more than he already could barely do. This was why he was a lover, not a fighter. Sage did what she liked doing though. It just stunk that they weren't more similar.