[Warning: Mature Content]
Violet
The sudden stillness of his body. The harsh exhale against my neck. The way his entire frame went rigid above me.
He was fully inside me.
Tears slipped free from my closed eyes, tracking hot paths down my cheeks.
The pain I was feeling at the moment had already overridden whatever pleasure I felt before. My eyes watered again as I tried to focus on anything other than the burning stretch. The invasive fullness that felt like it was splitting me apart.
I couldn't think clearly or even process anything beyond the overwhelming sensation of being filled so completely that I could barely breathe.
"How are you feeling?" His voice was strained, rough.
I couldn't answer. My hand was still plastered against his chest, the other covered my mouth as I tried to stifle the sounds threatening to escape. I shook my head weakly, unable to form words.
"Violet," he pressed gently.
"It... it feels weird," I managed, the words muffled behind my hand.
It did.
