A few small thrusts carried Sion through that last orgasm before her body went slack. Akiha collapsed on top of Sion. Sweat-covered and not even thinking about pulling the toy out of her girlfriend, she panted as she lay there. She found herself worked up again, but too tired to even think about asking Sion to take care of it. It seemed if she did that, it would just cycle back around and they might never stop.

Which while not sounding too bad, was absolutely unrealistic.

A quick tug and Akiha undid the makeshift blindfold before finding Sion's hand so she could lace their fingers together.