“That was...mm.” Apparently he’s not that great with words right now and opts to sling one arm around her shoulders, keeping her close.
Unreal, he thinks (although that word choice is strangely apt for what’s about to come next). Sensual in a way he’d never really known before. It’s--
No, not even thinking words is going to cut it right now. Only the aftermath of pleasure and aches from where Hasibe scratched and bit, and also tiredness. He could sleep like the dead, which gets one little internal ‘ha’ at the back of his mind.
“Kiss me again,” he says, face turning towards hers. If that doesn’t register, things are about to get very strange in a minute or so.
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Unreal, he thinks (although that word choice is strangely apt for what’s about to come next). Sensual in a way he’d never really known before. It’s--
No, not even thinking words is going to cut it right now. Only the aftermath of pleasure and aches from where Hasibe scratched and bit, and also tiredness. He could sleep like the dead, which gets one little internal ‘ha’ at the back of his mind.
“Kiss me again,” he says, face turning towards hers. If that doesn’t register, things are about to get very strange in a minute or so.