[ How does he feel, he wonders. Like he could stay here forever, honestly, tucked comfortably against the bare warmth of her skin. There's nothing quite like it, the calm electric hum of being skin to skin with someone. It reminds him of how human he is, starved for touch and rested in supplication against her. He can't know what the sensation of her relief means, but he feels it all the same. It's so close, after all; his comfort mirrors it, soft and sedate even as his tension returns. ]
Never better. [ Cavalier, fond. Tipping his head aside, he runs brief kisses over her cheek, breath catching against the contour of her ear before he buries his face against her neck. Enough to revel in the pleasant heat, the smell of her skin. He tucks his voice there, just for her. ] You felt good.
[ And, after a moment of resting there, he exhales, giving in to the slow bleed of light shapes playing on the backs of his eyelids. ]
You still feel good. So... thanks. For letting it be me.
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Never better. [ Cavalier, fond. Tipping his head aside, he runs brief kisses over her cheek, breath catching against the contour of her ear before he buries his face against her neck. Enough to revel in the pleasant heat, the smell of her skin. He tucks his voice there, just for her. ] You felt good.
[ And, after a moment of resting there, he exhales, giving in to the slow bleed of light shapes playing on the backs of his eyelids. ]
You still feel good. So... thanks. For letting it be me.