A/N: Does it really need a description? LOL. Someone dared me, I obliged XD
ORGASM
It was always the same, and never as it was. The wave. It was endlessly changing, morphing, as if a breeze from a distant shore came swirling into the sea, reshaping everything, similar yet different, sometimes building slowly, other times crashing hard, unyielding.
It didn't matter, really. It always ended the same way.
Higher and higher and higher it went, and she was carried away. It started low within herself, pulsing furiously. And it spread. It spread in every inch of her flesh and skin, overtaking her very soul, tingling in her toes and to the tip of her fingers. She could almost feel it, it was almost solid, this wave of liquid fire consuming her whole. Higher and higher and higher she went, almost too intense, almost painful, always so mind-shattering.
And through it all, the rising and the fall, he was the only thing she saw.