After their intense and wild love making, both valerian and Aurelia was breathing heavily now and there was complete silence in the room. Only the harsh sounds of their breath could be heard.
Time became unclear inside the room, stretching and folding in ways neither of them acknowledged. The outside world remained locked beyond the door, irrelevant, distant, forgotten.
Valerian even forgot all through the time he was inside the room with Aurelia, that he had a birthday boy waiting for him and a banquet hall with lots of people in it to return to.
When at last Valerian finally managed to calm himself, stepped back, his breathing was uneven, his shoulders rising and falling as though he had just fought a war no one else could see.
This time, Aurelia made sure that he pulled out of her. She really cannot bear another round of sex from him right now. And when he pulled his manhood from her core, Aurelia hissed from the friction.
