Dulce felt the pleasure increase in waves until it completely swept him under, his vision going dark. He opened his eyes to gentle nibbling on the lobe of his ears and Ruoxi's low voice in shell of his eyes, the cresting pleasure undulating.
He had his arms tightly wrapped around the Demon's neck, completely surrendering himself to the overwhelming pleasure. They clung to each other for an unknown amount of time, the pleasure only fading as the heat in the room cooled.
Dulce had always missed sleep because it was something he had always been able to do until his lost his heart. Exhausted from the exertion and the drawn-out pleasure, it was no surprise that he slipped into a dreamless sleep, his breathing peaceful.
