Verging on that place where everything is a little too rubbed raw and sore, but it doesn't quite tip over into it like it would for a mortal— Daniel can feel it, but it's not reaching him, and it just ends up heightening the experience. He'd go all the way to real pain if they had time and if Louis let him. And even then it wouldn't really be pain, because there are wires in Daniel that were installed incorrectly at birth.
But Louis wants one more time, and right now, and just like this, and anything, and he's there and Daniel feels his body clench around him, just as good maybe better than that his mind shimmer with it at the same time. One can really believe the whole 'little death' translation joke from this perspective; following dead blood into the darkness, following a partner's orgasm over a ledge into your own.
Too morbid? Too morbid.
In any event, Daniel fucks up into him and stills as he comes, holding Louis close and gasping against him, open mouth against him, too messy to be a kiss, just wanting to be near him and a part of him. Fractal fireworks, ecstasy, a hysterical peak of his heartbeat and the joy of it slowing like falling, like flying.
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But Louis wants one more time, and right now, and just like this, and anything, and he's there and Daniel feels his body clench around him, just as good maybe better than that his mind shimmer with it at the same time. One can really believe the whole 'little death' translation joke from this perspective; following dead blood into the darkness, following a partner's orgasm over a ledge into your own.
Too morbid? Too morbid.
In any event, Daniel fucks up into him and stills as he comes, holding Louis close and gasping against him, open mouth against him, too messy to be a kiss, just wanting to be near him and a part of him. Fractal fireworks, ecstasy, a hysterical peak of his heartbeat and the joy of it slowing like falling, like flying.