( He still feels the throbbing sensation of his heartbeat racing, pulsing all the flashes of pleasure throughout his halo as his legs are slowly placed at his sides. The mess is the least of his concerns now, even as he reaches for Gallagher's face to hold onto it while they kiss. Or as his fingers run back the soft, brown hair. His tongue moves around his, tasting the last drink they shared and savoring all the promises that will never come to be.
He's nearly gasping when they part again, watching him as his chest rises and falls. Everything is shiny in the mix of everything. His ass feels incredibly hot and full. He can't help the way it tightens more around his beautiful cock. Something truly out of dreams.
Sunday turns his head as best as he can without harming his wing, watching Gallagher as he slides over next to him. )
I should be the one asking you that.
( He's shivering a bit as Gallagher slips out of his ass. Of course Sunday would be the type to reach for the sheets just to cover themselves mid way for the sake of some decency. )
I feel... Greedy and saddened.
( He wraps his arm around him underneath the sheets, feeling his wider torso and thicker frame, folding his wing towards his face. )
[ Quick to notice what Sunday is trying to do, Gallagher makes sure that the sheets cover them both. He pulls the other man closer to him once he's done, pressing kisses all over his face. The tip of his nose, his lips. Their foreheads are pressed together when he lingers just a bit too long before he pulls back with a smile. ]
You deserve to be cherished, so I'm glad that's how you're feeling.
[ The other parts, however... ]
Why are you saddened?
[ Another soft press of lips, his arms slinking down to wrap around the man's waist. Maybe it's unfair of him to ask, but he knows it's futile to fight the inevitable. Ignoring it won't make it any less of a reality that they both have to deal with soon enough. ]
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He's nearly gasping when they part again, watching him as his chest rises and falls. Everything is shiny in the mix of everything. His ass feels incredibly hot and full. He can't help the way it tightens more around his beautiful cock. Something truly out of dreams.
Sunday turns his head as best as he can without harming his wing, watching Gallagher as he slides over next to him. )
I should be the one asking you that.
( He's shivering a bit as Gallagher slips out of his ass. Of course Sunday would be the type to reach for the sheets just to cover themselves mid way for the sake of some decency. )
I feel... Greedy and saddened.
( He wraps his arm around him underneath the sheets, feeling his wider torso and thicker frame, folding his wing towards his face. )
...And cared for.
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You deserve to be cherished, so I'm glad that's how you're feeling.
[ The other parts, however... ]
Why are you saddened?
[ Another soft press of lips, his arms slinking down to wrap around the man's waist. Maybe it's unfair of him to ask, but he knows it's futile to fight the inevitable. Ignoring it won't make it any less of a reality that they both have to deal with soon enough. ]
Are you gonna miss me that much?