He had no intention of letting go of her, he was inside of her, and had no intention of leaving his current position anytime soon. He held her as close to him as he could, his thrusts penetrating deep, before he pulled back, his body rubbing against hers, enjoying the contact with her. He leaned forward, suddenly thrusting fast and hard, his breath washing over Cerulean's ear, before he leaned back, hilting himself against her, long, deep thrusts that pressed their hips together, before nearly fully withdrawing.