Every second spent with Alethea in this manner seemed to increase the fire between them until there was no longer two separate flames, but one flame so completely intermixed between them.  He could tell she was enjoying his tiny growls of ecstasy and moans of passion as he feasted on her breasts, and leaned her back more and more while they moved as one.  His heart beat as wildly as her own, and with her own...fierce and free...fiery and passionate.  There was nothing like it in the whole universe!  He could not have belonged to any other woman...not now...not ever.  Only she would be his companion, his lover, his soulmate...no other would do.  Thal-ion gave of himself as freely and lustfully as she gave of herself to him.  It was a complete sharing...neither one overpowering the other, and to the young man who held her so close - this seemed like as it should be.  A joint union of heart, mind, body, and soul.  He was beyond elated...beyond deliriously happy...to have this moment with her.  There was simply no way of imagining such with any other.<br/><br/>Her moans and cries increased with both intensity and frequency, and his own were no less passionate and louder.  Such moans as she made hit deeper and more powerfully each time.  Perhaps he was not as lost as he felt, because he believed he was actually found.  Thal-ion had found himself inside her, and she had found herself inside him.  The union was melded in the Force...powerful, pulsing with light, blending their hearts and minds together as much as they had entangled their bodies in this lustful moment of pure passion.  Harder and harder he thrust up into her...wanting to give all of himself to the woman who was on top of him.  He could feel himself pulsing more and more madly inside her most sacred place, and each new pulse sent new growls from his throat as he nuzzled her breasts.  Every ounce of his strength was focused on Alethea...on making her happy...on pleasing her, and he knew it was no less the same for her.<br/><br/>The passion built as if a flood building against a dam that simply could not hold.  He could feel it getting ready to burst, but still he went on...still he feasted on her soft flesh surrounding her breasts.  New grunts of concentration and pleasure escaped from him...louder and more hungrily.  The very last time he leaned her back...the dam exploded, and like a tsunami wave...the pleasure was both released and accepted, and he closed his eyes in pure bliss that it raked his body with shockwaves of pleasure.  There was a wordless cry...a cry that would have been his companion's name, but nothing came forth except pleasure...pure ecstasy.  Her own cry went straight to his core, and he held her close as she collapsed against him...pulling her down in a gentle lover's embrace.  He was panting more heavily than if he had been going through one Grand Master Skywalker's more intense lessons.  It was as if oxygen had decided to be elsewhere for the time being, but his smile was no less glowing than his lover's.  Thal-ion felt so tired, but also far happier than he could ever believe possible.  It was as if now that the dam had burst; he was exhausted, but in the most pleasant way ever considered.<br/><br/>Alethea finally sat up to gaze into his eyes, and her own shone with what he knew was in his own emerald orbs:  desire, appreciation, affection so deep and powerful, and love...yes...even that.  He gave her such a smile that it might have melted Hoth at another time, but in the here and now it only served to glow with radiant wonder at his lover...his companion.  Even now, the massive heatwave lingered from their passionate exertion, and the Force still hummed around them...though softer now.  He sat back up to claim her lips in another softer kiss - much like the one she had just shared moments ago.  Still, despite the energy spent, his kiss was filled with the fires of desire.  When he stopped - it was to lean his head against her own brow...softly cupping both sides of her face...oh so softly, and breathe in her scent deeply...his eyes closed in divine bliss.<br/><br/>"Alethea!" he whispered to her as the sat like this...stroking the sides of her face and neck so tenderly...her name spoken with the deep resonance of pleasure and reverence.  His thoughts were clear - though he spoke them not, nor sent them in the Force.  She would feel them all the same...for they were bound together now in the Force.  What was his now belonged to her freely given, and that included his love for her...selflessly and completely.<br/><br/>Yet, even with the amount of energy spent in their potent lovemaking; Thal-ion realized he still very much wanted to feel more of her.  It was truly incredible.  Never before in his life had he ever desired anything for himself beyond doing well in his training.  Now, here he was holding the woman he loved as she remained naked and straddled over him, and still he could not get enough of her touch, her voice and kisses, her moans and cries...it was the most incredible thing he had ever experienced.  The young Sentinel could tell she was just as in awe from how she felt even afterwards, and it illicited a new bright warm smile from her companion.  Softly, his head slipped from where their brows were touching as he drew her back down in to a snuggling intimate embrace, and nuzzled her neck softly...so sweet and soft...playing with her hair as he listened to her heart rate and breathing.