He's bouncing and she tries to ignore it until she hears him moan, and it's such a beautiful sound that she turns her body around only to be greeted with the sight of him in ecstasy. He takes off his helmet and lets it fall to the ground, strands of his wild, blonde hair beginning to stick to his forehead. Celty looks down and sees his hips moving against her bike in such a deliberate, sensual way, and something stirs inside of her, slowly building like a wound up coil about to be released.

[Shizuo…]

She swiftly allows her PDA to disappear into her sleeve before she begins to grind against her Coiste Bodhar, the pressure building, and she wants so desperately to be filled.
She reaches for the straining bulge in Shizuo's pants, and he curses when she squeezes it, feeling. Slowly she undoes his belt and unzips him, reaching into his boxers to run her fingers along his hard length.
He gasps and bites his lip, and she knows what she wants. She lets her shadowy bodysuit melt away and sits on his lap, straddling his hips. He's thrilled and she can see it in his eyes as he frees himself and fully sheathes his cock deep inside of her; she wants to scream but she can't, so she shudders instead. There are a few moments of pain as she adjusts to his size, but soon the pleasure begins to take a hold and she can't control herself. He's bouncing even more now and the motion is intoxicating, he's panting and she's thrusting down onto him with as much force as she can muster, while he rams into her with a power only he can possess. Celty is scared that her bike might break, and she attempts to comfort her horse.

'Hold on Shooter…'

She whispers the thought, and is rewarded with a whinny.

Shizuo grunts and she knows he's close, she's so wet and so warm and he's so solid and thick and she can feel her insides twisting as she too begs for release. A few more bounces, a few more thrusts right there, hitting that elusive spot, and she quakes violently. Shizuo can't hold out any longer and shoots his seed into her womb, she trembles at the feeling and together they ride out the aftershocks of their orgasms; she milks him dry and he fills her to the brim.

Shizuo struggles to catch his breath and he looks at her, smirking in his satisfaction. Celty wants to laugh.

[I'm glad you came along.]