It's an easy choice, going for her favorite position. This is more for her than anything, really, but he can't say he's ever not enjoyed her being on top. He groans as she gets moving, thrusting up to meet her rocking and holding her hips so he can move all the harder.

"Just like that," he groans. "So good." She takes him so easily, and his hands glide up from hips to breasts, cupping them as they move together. All right, maybe it's just as much for him, one last grasp of what it is to be human before surrendering everything. And what a gorgeous grasp it is.