715 The silent audience

Everything happened so fast and so intense and so aggressive that Lilou couldn't register everything in one go. All she could do was pant for air, secure her arms over Samael's shoulder, eyes shut. When she reopened her eyes, they instantly caught him reopening his.

Lilou swallowed a mouthful of air to soothe her drying throat. They really did it. Her lips quivered as they parted, but no words came out. The only proof this was all real was that Samael was still inside her, stilling her waist with his arm, and her legs that were wrapped around his hips. 

'What did... I just do?' she wondered in her head, completely forgetting he was inside her head.

'We fucked.' Her back stiffened as soon as his low voice rang in her head.