"Oh, God, did I do that?" she whispers as she slowly starts to come down from the high. Her body still trembled with pleasure and desire, twitching every so often in his arms. The moon outside cast light across the room, giving the room a soft glow, bathing them both in a pale blue hue. They lay there, panting softly, breathing heavily as they recover from their ordeal, each admiring the other's body for their performance*

"How... How was it?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes darting away from his. She could feel his heart beating wildly under her fingertips, and it made her feel warm and loved. "Was it good?" she adds hesitantly, her cheeks flushing pink.