Mmm. [A hum of assent; even simple words are beyond her right now. A night of little sleep and a day of eating poorly are catching up with the heavy exertions from earlier; she's not tired per se, but certain non-critical functions are beginning to shut down.
She shifts beneath him, spreading her legs and lifting her hips in encouragement. There's no reason they can't do it this way, right? She'd rather be on her back than her stomach.]
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She shifts beneath him, spreading her legs and lifting her hips in encouragement. There's no reason they can't do it this way, right? She'd rather be on her back than her stomach.]