Finally slows as the last of it wrings out of him, as Daniel's arms go around him, hold him, fingers through his hair. Too tempting to collapse into it, some structural integrity giving way as he goes still on top of Daniel, clinging to him. Driftwood in choppy waves, and an endless depth beneath his feet.
The scent of blood, sweat, sex everywhere, the whole world condensed down to the tangle they have made of each other. Aware of Daniel's hardness, still, and likes that too, the feel of it against his skin, signalling mutual desire, gratification.
In a moment. He wants to be held.
He doesn't think he wishes to cry, exactly, but this fullness of feeling resembles the urge. Pressing its hands against his ribcage from within, pushing. Catches his breath. Not quite his mind. Returns his mouth to Daniel's healing bite, kissing and licking away the last of the blood drying there. "Tell me," murmured. "Tell me how you want it now."
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The scent of blood, sweat, sex everywhere, the whole world condensed down to the tangle they have made of each other. Aware of Daniel's hardness, still, and likes that too, the feel of it against his skin, signalling mutual desire, gratification.
In a moment. He wants to be held.
He doesn't think he wishes to cry, exactly, but this fullness of feeling resembles the urge. Pressing its hands against his ribcage from within, pushing. Catches his breath. Not quite his mind. Returns his mouth to Daniel's healing bite, kissing and licking away the last of the blood drying there. "Tell me," murmured. "Tell me how you want it now."