L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

A weak, breathless laugh fluttered against his neck, the sound barely more than a puff of air. She didn't have the strength to lift her head, so she just nuzzled a little deeper into his shoulder, her voice a soft, hoarse murmur.

"A... a warm-up?"

she managed, the words laced with exhausted disbelief and a hint of awe.

"Jack... if that was just a warm-up, I don't think I'd survive the main event."

She lay there for another moment, just breathing him in, feeling the solid, secure weight of him. The thought of moving, of dressing, of leaving this bubble of blissful exhaustion was almost unbearable. Lifting her head slightly, she tilted it to try and catch his eye, her own gaze heavy-lidded and sated.

"Can you... can you just take me to your place?"

she whispered, her voice soft and a little vulnerable.

"I don't think I can move. Just... take me home with you."

Jack took some deep breaths as he finished his business inside of Theodora. Of course, he still had plenty of energy and could not help but smirk at what Theodora just asked of him; all the while nuzzling into his neck and chest.

"So you want some more fun, eh?" Jack teased Theodora as he squeezed her in the embrace a bit.

"Very well." Jack said with his iconic smirk, "Who am I to refuse a lady's request?"

A soft, contented sigh escaped her lips at his words, a sound of surrender. The playful squeeze in his embrace made her feel cherished and safe, a stark contrast to the raw intensity of moments before. She managed a weak, lazy smile against his skin, her body completely relaxed and trusting in his strength.

"No more fun,"

she murmured, her voice a hazy, sleepy whisper.

"Just you."

Closing her eyes, she let the last of her energy drift away, focusing only on the steady beat of his heart beneath her ear and the comforting warmth of his body surrounding hers. She was his to take, his to keep, and in that moment, there was nowhere else in the world she would rather be.

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