Aviendha takes every movement slowly, letting her long hair hang down around her, framing her body, as she rests the tips of her wings against the newly formed bed, making a small cocoon for the two of them. She rises slowly, mostly sliding forward, before settling back down, burying him as deep as he can go, holding him there for a moment, before repeating the action, looking to draw out their slow, loving coupling, as long as possible, staring at him with a soft smile, the whole time.