Sinthia didn't mean for him to have to stop, but after two months herself of not having Illya she wasn't used to feeling the length and thickness of him inside her. She gasped softly when he slid back in, humming out a soft whine of pleasure. she slid her hand down her belly towards her clit, her other hand draping across Illya's back to hold him close, nails scratching at his ribs.

"I won't last long," she breathed, flexing around him and kissing him between words.