[ The noise she makes is shaky and raw as he keeps going, and logically she knows he's likely close as well. Emotionally and physically though holy shit this is a lot. Pushed past her limit isn't something she has any experience in and it feels almost so good it hurts; she grips his skin firmly, gasping when he finally succumbs atop her.

And then he says her name.

Val's frozen, for a second. Then she loosens her grip on him, but only so she can shift her hands up, into his hair and over his shoulders. With a pathetic wavering noise in her throat she peppers his neck-- or anywhere she can reach, without moving him-- with warm, affectionate kisses. shivering as they both come down. ]