Miranda was absolute perfection against him. It was as if their two bodies were made to be together, just as their hearts had sang from the instant they'd met. They'd fit together as two fragments of a shattered whole, and the world around them hardly mattered at all. The stars and ground could have vanished completely around them, for all Claude could tell, leaving the two young lovers enraptured with each other whilst floating in the open night sky.<br/><br/>It felt eternal. Each pressing of their bodies was like a season passing. Every sigh and gasp of pleasure was the turning of a month. His mind was somehow both completely devoid of thoughts and whirling with sensations beyond description in any living tongue. He was fully in touch with his surroundings while being totally unaware of them.<br/><br/>Deeper he delved into her, his rigidity burning with need to sheathe fully within. A flame was stoked within her, and he was urged to coax that inner warmth to rage hotter.