Is there really anything more beautiful than being able to give pleasure? To somebody you love so deeply that you share everything with, to somebody with whom you're sure shares your soul, and gives his in return? It's something that Trinity couldn't get enough of. Being able to give Neo.everything that she could give.seemed to be the only thing appropriate for the man who had saved her in so many ways, awakening the woman.the human within her. And for that, she had to thank him. Sex was a mutual pleasure however, and their pleasures were passionately given, equal in intensity and fulfillment. Neo was not one for slacking on the job when he was with Trinity, and ohh.how glad Trinity was for that.

Trinity couldn't help watching Neo's face contort as she raked her fingernails down his thighs, bringing along with them his threadbare pants until they fell in a pool on the floor beneath the bed. She made his way back up his legs mouth first, love bites and kisses marking her trail. Neo chuckled from his position on the pillow, "you're going to leave marks." Trinity knew that he loved it but played along anyways, "just claiming what's mine." She gave a smouldering glance to his sleeping face, a smirk twitching on the corners of her mouth. Neo opened his eyes with a serious expression and pulled her up until she lay fully on top of him again, "I'll always be yours, Trinity.completely and forever." Blue and brown shared an intense look, pupils expanded and hungry for stimulation. And they kissed. They kissed for so long that they started to breathe in tandem, the same air leaving Neo's lungs before being inhaled by Trinity. They kissed until lips became swollen; bruised and ultra sensitive, spurring them onwards. They kissed until their mutual lust had grown again and Trinity remembered what she had started, all those minutes ago. Without breaking their kiss, she brought her hands down to where Neo's pants had left and held him. Firm. Hard. Full.

He suddenly became tense underneath Trinity's hands, his length twitching beneath its warm grip. Neo kissed her passionately, letting a groan slide out between their embracing lips He had been waiting to be touched by her. To be loved by her. Trinity waited a moment, just enjoying their kisses, before twisting her hands upwards and delicately encircling the sensitive tip. Neo released himself from the kiss with a gasp, throwing his head back onto the pillow, unable to concentrate on anything else. She used their separation to pay more attention to the job at hand, caressing and gripping him so intently that he felt ready to burst. But she wouldn't let that happen, bringing him tiptoeing to the edge but never hurtling over. It didn't matter however because Neo was loving it, loving the touches and kisses that were allocated to his body. Loving it even more when Trinity let her mouth sink down on him, holding his length in a moist embrace, sucking away every coherent thought in his body. It was as if he was immersed in liquid silk. He was too loud however, and Trinity knew that Neo was close to being heard by just about everyone on the ship, two people that wouldn't be pleased. So she made her way back up his body to cover his gasping mouth with her own, moving her hands to rest on his shoulders.

Trinity was glad that she quietened her love, his moans were too stimulating in themselves.vocal drugs that needed no needle. She was so far along herself, anyways. If he pushed her any further she knew that she wouldn't be able to control herself. It was so funny to Trinity, the idea that with other people she was a complete control freak, desperate for order and logic. But with Neo, she inwardly begged for him to make her lose control, to bring her to a state of mind that didn't think of, or need logic. But that was because Neo was the only man she trusted wholly, with her life. If she had a choice, Neo would bring her to the point of no control everyday.

They broke their kiss once more, staring at each other. Flushed cheeks, hungry eyes, moist lips. They were lying tight against one another, hipbones resting, Neo's length rigid against Trinity's lower stomach. Their closeness created a tension between their navel and their thighs that was so raging in intensity that Trinity began to move. Grinding, rocking. Their gazes didn't waver though, until Neo let a shiver run through his spine, goose bumps breaking out on his smooth skin. "God Trin.please."