With another strangled gasp, he clutched desperately at her, their bodies meeting frantically as she chased those cresting waves of pleasure. They were exhausted and panting as they collapsed against one another, his hand sliding up the length of her spine, which was slick with sweat.

"So do you," he murmured, which felt inadequate, but despite his best efforts, he'd never known what to say to her. He smiled brightly, thinking of those last moments on Exegol, but instead of this being an end for them both, he allowed himself to hope that this was only a beginning of something. Something more.