Caius held her until she stopped shaking and her fingers no longer dug into his shoulders. She dropped her legs from his waist, and Caius let her slide down his body. She didn't raise her head to look at him, but Caius wanted to see exactly what she looked like.
Using his index finger, he lifted her chin, bringing her face up to meet his. Her green hazel eyes sparkled, catching the candlelight that did a decent job of lighting up the room. Hints of tears could be seen on her lashes, but there was a satisfied look on her face that even a glare couldn't hide. Caius pulled his hand away, feeling very full of himself. He did up his sash and walked away from her, picking a chair to sit on.
Rose staggered as Caius pulled away, resting her back against the wall. It was hard to gauge how she felt, as all she could feel was the aftermath of the sex.
