As all enjoyable things must come to an end, so too must this encounter. Wrenn's own groans joined in a duet with Leia's moaning against the accompaniment of the water. Their's was a crescendo that grew to the punctuation of Wrenn's final, lingering thrust deep into Leia that was extended by the hot seed that jetted into her insides. Normally he'd not be satisfied until his companion for the day was overflowing and today would be no different. The right side of his lip curled as orgasmic high settled in and he eased into a more natural sitting position. "I<em>needed</em>that," he whispered in Leia's ear. "Direct me to a room, bring a meal up with you and we can...<em>finish</em>what we started."