It was a special kind of madness, being locked deep in her body where he couldn't escape her touch even if he wanted to, and The Shade had forgotten how much he missed it: nerves alive and singing, skin warm, heart open and body gloriously aching with need as she rode him. The quiet sound of the water sloshing, the rough sound of his ragged breathing and low, needy growls, her soft, sweet panting, her fingers wound deep in his loose hair...he'd missed all of it, and felt that loss with a sweet ache as he gathered her close and tilted his hips up into every slow roll of her hips.

"You've ruined me, y'know that, little mage?" He breathed, pressing a kiss to her neck as he slid a hand between their bodies, fingers gentle as he touched her intimately. It had been too long for him, not being with her, he knew he wouldn't last long, and damn it he wanted her to come with him, wanted to drive her to madness just one more time.