[Lily lifts her hips in time with him to ease the burden of her weight, but finds she hardly needs to--he's just so very strong. She isn't exactly waifish between her height, muscle mass, and overall build, but he's managing, and it's harder to do it slower, too. There's a fleeting moment where she thinks about him carrying her in his arms or that maybe she might not be too heavy in other ways, but that's getting ahead of herself. She stays in the moment.

He moves only a little faster, but he's so...thorough, letting her feel every. Last. Inch of him.]

Nite!

[She might be more impatient if she didn't realise she could get off at a slower pace, but this is...terribly nice, she prefers it with him, for some reason. She doesn't want this to end too quickly even if they can start up another time, but that isn't what matters. What matters is stretching this out for as long as they can.

She reaches to hold his face and kiss him, lips lavishing thorough attention as they work over his. They adjust and she's sucking on his tongue, greedily trying to taste as much as she can.

Her hips don't speed up much more either, perhaps her own testament to how much she's enjoying herself.]