He's rubbing against her in exactly the right way and it's only a few more thrusts before Lily can feel that pleasure that's coiled low in her stomach start to change. The muscles along her thighs tense and she's swept into wave after wave of pleasure as she comes, fingers tightening around the headboard near to the point of pain. Her nails bite into the palm of her hand and she's dimly aware that she's hanging onto Kaine in much the same way, her back arched, hips tilted toward him.