As her orgasm subsides, Vivi collapses forward onto you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her body feels warm and limp against yours, the contrast between her strength and vulnerability both arousing and disarming. Her lips brush against your ear as she whispers, "Thank you."

Do you want to rest or continue?

The afterglow of passion lingers in the air as Vivi lies sprawled across your chest. Her breathing slowly returns to normal and she smiles up at you, her eyes half-lidded with contentment.

"Now," she says softly, running a hand through your hair, "we rest."