[ Ah. This way of experiencing such a thing, bringing someone else other than himself to this sort of climax is ... a lot. Powerful, delightful and intimate. Special in a way that for a moment he forgets about his own urges and needs, simply content with the feeling of Blue's body pressed up resting against him and feeling the rapid beating of his heart as he calms. Slowly he pulls his hand away, feeling some of that warm stickiness on his fingers and arm. The fingers tangled in his hair curl gently, and Yzak tips his head down. ]
Blue...
[ He whispers into his hair, pressing a light kiss there. ]
I take it you liked that. [ There's a hint of a self-satisfied, amused edge to the thought as his lips curl upward. Because he did this. ]
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Blue...
[ He whispers into his hair, pressing a light kiss there. ]
I take it you liked that. [ There's a hint of a self-satisfied, amused edge to the thought as his lips curl upward. Because he did this. ]