( the kisses against his face feel good. soothing, help ease him down, heart still beating hard but body relaxing in its afterglow. Crowley's kisses are good. no matter where they are, Aoba likes them. even the fleeting ones that brush his skin like a breeze, and he wants to kiss back, but finds himself a little too winded to respond right away.
the best he can do for the moment is to curl in toward the other man once he lies down next to him. it's not surprising Crowley's not tired, he's a vampire, but it'd be more satisfying if they were exhausted together. )
Yeah. ( three rounds and a bite? he doesn't think he's done too shabbily. but before wrapping his arm around Crowley and snuggling into his chest, Aoba stiffens, turning away and sitting upright—a mistake, because he's instantly dizzy the second he does. ) Eurgh.
( a noise as he rubs his palm against his forehead, trying to shake off the disorientation. standing, stretching his arms over his head in an attempt to break it, )
I'm going to brush my teeth. ( glancing back, ) Wait for me?
( Crowley won't go to sleep, but Aoba asks it anyway, just wanting the reassurance. )
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the best he can do for the moment is to curl in toward the other man once he lies down next to him. it's not surprising Crowley's not tired, he's a vampire, but it'd be more satisfying if they were exhausted together. )
Yeah. ( three rounds and a bite? he doesn't think he's done too shabbily. but before wrapping his arm around Crowley and snuggling into his chest, Aoba stiffens, turning away and sitting upright—a mistake, because he's instantly dizzy the second he does. ) Eurgh.
( a noise as he rubs his palm against his forehead, trying to shake off the disorientation. standing, stretching his arms over his head in an attempt to break it, )
I'm going to brush my teeth. ( glancing back, ) Wait for me?
( Crowley won't go to sleep, but Aoba asks it anyway, just wanting the reassurance. )