[ he takes a sharp breath in when Emet-Selch keeps moving in the afterglow of his orgasm - - he's over sensitive but in its own way that's satisfying too, being fucked while his nerves still feel raw. he rocks sharply upward to meet those thrusts and then releases his breath all at once when he finally feels the other man finish inside of him, dragging nails down his back again but this time it's more something to keep his own hands occupied while he helps ride the other man out. ]
[Slipping out and definitely enjoying all those nice feelings that come after the fact. He pets the other man's hip.
Shortly after, he falls to his side to curl up next to him, head on Absinthe's shoulder, legs tangled with his. He throws an arm across him so that he can draw more drying white lines on his belly.]
Yes... Does it bother you?
[A content sigh against his neck. Even if Absinthe still smells of decay, he's almost gotten used to it.
[ he laughs, low and still husky from before, shifting to get comfortable as Emet-Selch settles down next to him. the cooling come on his stomach and what remains inside of him is a distraction but not enough of one that he wants to bother getting it dealt with.
also, he's spent enough time dripping ichor it's easy to ignore.
he tips his head to the side, resting his chin on Emet-Selch's head with a low hum. ]
[A smile graces his lips and he keeps where he is. And if he isn't disturbed Mr. "Sleep is a great way to pass the time" is going to do exactly that while using Absinthe as an overlarge body pillow.]
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You're making... Quite a mess of me...
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Shortly after, he falls to his side to curl up next to him, head on Absinthe's shoulder, legs tangled with his. He throws an arm across him so that he can draw more drying white lines on his belly.]
Yes... Does it bother you?
[A content sigh against his neck. Even if Absinthe still smells of decay, he's almost gotten used to it.
He closes his eyes.]
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also, he's spent enough time dripping ichor it's easy to ignore.
he tips his head to the side, resting his chin on Emet-Selch's head with a low hum. ]
I may have you clean it up later.
[ the thought seems idle, though. ]
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If I'm in a good mood.
[A smile graces his lips and he keeps where he is. And if he isn't disturbed Mr. "Sleep is a great way to pass the time" is going to do exactly that while using Absinthe as an overlarge body pillow.]
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