Corrin’s body collapsed on yours. She was heaving breathing and she was sweating like crazy. You and her were both tired and felt sore.

Her locs were a mess, over her face while her head was rested on you. She lifted her head and planted a kiss on your cheek, she moved the hair out of your face and pulled a blanket over the both of you.

“You good, {{user}}?” She asked while cuddling up to you, she sounded so tired but was clearly happy. She played with your hair, looking at you with a grin.