Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things When ⚔ After the party Where ⚔ Errywhere Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom
[ His breath hitches and he closes his eyes, a soft sigh escaping him when Sheza's fingers brush up against his prostate. Fai opens up his eyes again, tilting his head as he looks up at Sheza. His lips are still bloody, and Fai idly thinks that he looks a little bit like a vampire like this.
It's kinda hot. ]
You were supposed to say that I'm not allowed to.
[ Obviously. Sheza needs to be possessive, though Fai knows he'll never try to trample over his autonomy. So in lieu of hearing any dissent from Sheza, Fai runs his fingers over one of his bloodier bandages before pressing his reddened fingers to Sheza's lips. ]
[...So demanding, Yael thinks, but the words have no opportunity to leave his mouth. Yuui's fingers are far too distracting, the metallic tang of blood on his lips encouraging them to part and invite those fingers into his mouth.
Yuui wants a possessive man, does he? Yael can manage that, if only for tonight, sharply withdrawing his fingers and smacking the side of Yuui's ass. Whoever comes in to tend to their wounds tomorrow is going to give them both hell, so they may as well earn their scolding in full.]
Put it in yourself.
[Yael's cock strains in his underwear, begging to be let out. If Yuui wants it so badly, he can put it in himself. Yael will handle the rest.]
[ Fai hisses for multiple reasons, the soreness of his muscles making the sting of Sheza's hand so much more potent. That doesn't mean it feels bad, though, far from it. He wants Sheza to dig his nails into his skin, to mark him with his teeth. Anything to have the physical evidence of Sheza's feelings.
With a small smile, he shifts so that he can brush his fingers over Sheza's clothed cock. ]
That desperate for me to touch you, are you?
[ This is how he's choosing to interpret Sheza's words, and he won't hear any other explanation. He wants to, badly, but he also wants to push at Sheza's buttons too.
One side wins out over the other, though just barely. ]
[Yael clicks his tongue, a hint of laughter in his exasperation. Of course. Yuui never capitulates without a reward, does he? Whereas Yael is eager to please, Yuui is eager to soak up everything he has to offer like a greedy sponge.
So he'll let him. Brushing aside Yuui's probing fingers, Yael wrestles down his underwear, lines up, and fucks his way in. Ah, damn. It aches, but this is the pain they both crave.]
[ They're not intimate enough where it's easy for him to take in a cock at all without proper preparation, much less one as big as Sheza's. It hurts, the sudden stretch making him feel like he's being ripped in half.
But this is what he wants, what his body craves. ]
Fuck.
[ His voice is barely above a whisper, head swimming with the pleasure of sudden fullness and the heat radiating off of Sheza's body. A cheeky stunt like that shouldn't go unpunished, however, and he tugs Sheza close enough to bite his shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
[How could he not, with Yael's cock digging into him like a leaden barb? Pain and pleasure intermingle in an overwhelming slurry, his mind devoid of anything more than sensation and sound.
Sounds like his voice intermingled with Yuui's. Like their skin slapping together, the sound damped only by sweat, the wet heat of their bodies. It takes no time at all to fall into a rhythm that feels at once natural and too heavenly to be real, but it's the pain that keeps it decidedly within the realm of reality.
Yael's head dips, his expression half obscured under the curtain of his hair. His eyes, catching just enough refracted light, glint, seemingly all the brighter when Yuui's canines dig into flesh and blood.]
[ As if he even could, more like. He might complain and whine about being sore or walking with a bit of a limp. But hate... it's not possible, especially when the ache inside of him grows hot and spreads its warmth through the rest of his body in the form of pleasure. It's a satisfying sort of feeling after almost losing his life and watching Sheza almost lose his in exchange. It makes all of this, everything between them, feel more real.
He pants, breath hot and humid against Sheza's shoulder as he takes his tongue to the small pricks of blood that have beaded up around the imprint of Fai's teeth. It's warm and metallic, the taste of it almost overwhelming in a way that would send Fai into a panic in any other situation. But it's that glint in Sheza's gold eyes that pushes him away from it and leave room only for the heat between them in his mind. ]
[He could have done without the call out, thanks, but Yael can't flat out deny it either. Still, it's not blood that he craves. No no, it's more than that. Something much simpler, something intimate.
Yael, in contrast to the heavy hammer falls of each thrust, kisses the wounds along Fai's shoulder with a certain reverence reserved only for him.
Words fail him even at the best of times, but they congeal and stop up in his throat, refusing to come loose without a bit of prying. Yael exhales a quiet side through his nostrils. The closer the words lie to his heart, the harder they are to shake free.]
[ When those words are so hard to shake free, Fai will naturally find himself wanting to push and nudge at them until he can get them to spill past Sheza's lips. That his honest feelings are so rare only make them that much more valuable.
If chasing after such a precious commodity makes him greedy, then so be it. ]
Tell me more.
[ It's practically a whisper, but he turns his head so Sheza can hear him clearly, right in his ear. Though it isn't a demand, not this time. It's simply a request, a spoken desire for whatever Sheza is willing to bare to him. His fingers all but dance up along the muscles of his back, taking in every little little twitch and pull before flattening against his back to pull him closer. ]
[Grunt, grumble, harrumph. Yuui knows he isn't good with words— not when they're sincere, not when they mean something.
Yael's expression hardens into something unreadable and flat. At the same time, the very tips of his ears take on a tellingly rosy hue. He's done thinking, letting loose the first words that come to him and hoping they aren't the wrong ones.]
Everything. Everything about you.
[How pathetic he is, how weak, needing to drop into a whisper to squeeze out the rest of his words:]
I feel safe with you. Happy.
[And that's a feeling he associates only with his Yuui.]
[ The burning heat running along his nerves is a different beast than the warmth blossoming in his chest. It's a strange contrast, one that he's never felt before, but it isn't something he questions either.
Letting instinct take over, he settles a bandaged hand in Sheza's hair, fingers tangling in the locks as he presses a kiss to one of those rosy ears. ]
I love you, Sheza.
[ They're the right words, blunt and fumbling but uniquely Sheza in a way that feels like music to Fai's ears. The wrong words don't exist. Not like this. ]
[Those were the right words after all, then. Good. That comes as some relief to Yael who exhales a bit of that unconscious anxiety into the gentle shock of Yuui's hair. It's calmed him some, Yuui's reply, and Yael's thrusts even out into a much gentler rhythm.]
Yeah. Love you too.
[Forever and always, but despite the ring on Yuui's finger, Yael wonders if he can really promise this man eternity. His heart yearns to, but it always seems to be that the more Yael wants something, the more easily it slips through his fingers.]
...Stay.
[A plea more than a command, Yael presses his lips to the soft skin where cheek meets ear and leaves them to linger there. Yael's promises are brittle things, but Yuui's? If Yuui makes him a promise, Yael will never question it's durability.]
[ The ache dulls into something more pleasurable with that gentle rhythm, and a sigh floats past his lips.
He smiles softly, holding Sheza closer to him so that he can better share in his heat. ]
Of course I will.
[ It's an easy promise to make, no hint of hesitation in his words. But even as he makes the promise... hm. He feels like this isn't the first time Sheza has asked him to stay, though he has no real memory of it. Fai can easily recall his hesitation, however, his fear of making a promise he couldn't keep leaving him locked in a difficult decision.
This, however, isn't hard to promise at all. Perhaps a lot has changed since then, he isn't sure. ]
[A promise from Yuui is one Yael will never question. Unlike himself, Yuui makes promises knowing he can keep them. Unlike himself, love doesn't scare Yuui quite so badly.
It's only with Yuui can Yael can be comfortably vulnerable. Fishing for his hands, Yael twines their fingers together, licks and bites melting away into kisses and gentle words.]
...You say that too easily. I worry about you.
[Yael's tone is playfully chiding, but there's a grain of truth in there. He'll always worry about Yuui. Someone has to, don't they?]
[ The pained tilt to Fai's gasps and moans shifts to something softer and more relaxed. That burning need to have Sheza close doesn't have to involve pain, as raw and pleasurable as that pain can feel. This is a different kind of rawness, though, as baring one's heart fully is just as intense as bites that draw blood. Squeezing Sheza's hand in his, he tilts his chin to the side to give him better access to the expanse of his neck. ]
Is that a bad thing?
[ His legs squeeze around Sheza's hips, though not hard enough to cause him any real pain. They've moved past that moment. ]
[Yael takes him up on the offer, kissing a clean trail right up to Yuui's ear and nibbling gently on the lobe. How quickly they swing from one extreme to the next. How thankful Yael is to have a partner who can handle his temperament in stride.]
Mm. Fine.
[Yael's hand coasts over every bare patch of skin, touching Yuui with reverence. His hips pump steadily, the leadup to climax less a burning inferno and much more like a slowly kindled flame.]
...We're gonna have to call in a nurse after this. I'll leave the explanations to you.
[Aka the excuses and carefully crafted lies. This is a lot to own up to.]
[ There isn't much bare skin for Sheza to touch, at least not on his chest, but the small patches that his fingers graze against are warm and as soft as ever. He sighs, allowing his eyes to slip closed as pleasure starts to build low in his belly, though the gentle rhythm Sheza has switched to is more like a pleasant simmer than the burning hot from just a few minutes ago. It's good either way, he thinks, though he slightly prefers this gentler side to Sheza. While both the angry and sentimental parts to him are honest pieces of him in their own right, he thinks that what he sees right in this very moment is Sheza with everything else stripped away.
It's why he only laughs as he squeezes Sheza's hand. ]
Fine. I'll use my charm on the nurses and say we tried to cuddle and reopened some wounds.
[Every nerve in his body hums, dancing like feet touched to a flame, but he can endure the building arousal knowing nothing feels better than letting go with Yuui. Realizing that... scares him, just a little. Knowing how close the other man has nestled close to his heart scares Yael, but at the same time, he can think of little more meaningful than them.
Without Yuui, he is simply Yael, and Yael was a miserable and deeply unhappy man back then... but then, no, they've known each other since childhood, haven't they?
Haven't they?
Yael's brow furrows, but the thought is swept aside by Yuui's poor excuse for an explanation. Yael laughs, breathy with arousal, and smirks.]
[ That's close enough to the truth. It's not like any excuse he gives will matter, when the evidence will be clear about what they've been up to. Better to ask for forgiveness than for permission anyway.
Fai runs his fingers through Sheza's hair before his hand lands on his cheek. Even Sheza's face is warm—and a little sweaty, too.
His cock brushes up against Fai's prostate in the perfect way, drawing out a soft moan. That little distraction doesn't mean he misses the way Sheza's brows furrow, however. ]
[The nurses may question why a string bean like Yuui would accept a challenge from a literal bear, but that's none of their business.
Yael, hearing Yuui's protracted sigh, adjusts the angle of his hips to stroke that prostate with every thrust. Mm, but nothing gets pasts his lover's eyes, eh? Yael shakes his head, dismissive.]
Nothing. Just reminiscing. [...] How old were we when we met?
[But the facts don't quite match up. If they've known each other since they were children, then why does he recall being filled with such profound sadness before meeting Yuui? In childhood, sorrow is fleeting. What Yael felt ran bone deep.
Bashing his head against the wall won't produce answers. Instead of fighting it, Yael returns his full attention to fucking Yuui, groaning as the arousal begins to peak and push him over the edge.]
We'll talk about it more— later. Yuui...
[...Are you close? Yael is rarely fussed about such things, but this time, he wants them to finish together.]
[ Nothing stands up to any real scrutiny. It's terrifying, knowing that everything he's accepted as fact isn't actually the truth. They had promised to face those things together, though, and he knows that they can use their feelings for one another to ground themselves.
They're lucky to have that. ]
Me too. [ He turns his head, pressing a kiss to Sheza's cheek. ] Touch me.
[ It's surprising to be warned for once, to hear rather than feel that Sheza is close. The idea of finishing together is a pleasant one, though, especially after nearly losing one another.
So, he'll let Sheza touch him and guide them both to completion. ]
[No matter what the truth may be, some facts can't be challenged: he loves Yuui, wholly and truly. Their past may be a fabrication, but it won't change this indelible truth.
Guilt steadily eats at him like acid soaking his bones, but Yael can ignore it so long as Yuui keeps him distracted. Guilt tells him this happiness isn't his to savor, but Yuui assures him that he does. Yuui protects him in ways Yael has never been able to protect himself. This is love, Yael knows beyond a shadow of a doubt.
He moves instinctually to give Yuui what he wants, pumping at his cock in time with his own thrusts to gradually build them both up to the very edge and push them over it together. Yael is mindful of their mess, cupping his hand over the tip of Yuui's cock to keep his semen from pooling on any open wounds. He's not the kind of freak who'll lick fresh spend off his palm, but he is the kind of freak who'll wipe it all off on Yuui's robe immediately afterwards. Wild.]
...Ah. I don't want to pull out.
[Or even move, for that matter, but Yael flops down beside Yuui instead of on top of him to avoid aggravating his wounds. Small sacrifices, truly.]
[ Finishing together isn't something that Fai cares about, at least not usually. This time, however... it feels different. Maybe it's the adrenaline, or maybe it's something else, but for a moment the difference between their false memories and their real memories doesn't exist. All that matters in this moment is that they're both here, together.
It's a good thing Sheza thinks to cup his hand over Fai's cock, because he certainly isn't thinking about it as he comes hard, his body tensing and his head spinning.
Though as he pants, he notices the way Sheza wipes his hand off on his robe. ]
Gross.
[ Going limp, he smacks one of his hands on Sheza's stomach. ]
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It's kinda hot. ]
You were supposed to say that I'm not allowed to.
[ Obviously. Sheza needs to be possessive, though Fai knows he'll never try to trample over his autonomy. So in lieu of hearing any dissent from Sheza, Fai runs his fingers over one of his bloodier bandages before pressing his reddened fingers to Sheza's lips. ]
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Yuui wants a possessive man, does he? Yael can manage that, if only for tonight, sharply withdrawing his fingers and smacking the side of Yuui's ass. Whoever comes in to tend to their wounds tomorrow is going to give them both hell, so they may as well earn their scolding in full.]
Put it in yourself.
[Yael's cock strains in his underwear, begging to be let out. If Yuui wants it so badly, he can put it in himself. Yael will handle the rest.]
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With a small smile, he shifts so that he can brush his fingers over Sheza's clothed cock. ]
That desperate for me to touch you, are you?
[ This is how he's choosing to interpret Sheza's words, and he won't hear any other explanation. He wants to, badly, but he also wants to push at Sheza's buttons too.
One side wins out over the other, though just barely. ]
Convince me.
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So he'll let him. Brushing aside Yuui's probing fingers, Yael wrestles down his underwear, lines up, and fucks his way in. Ah, damn. It aches, but this is the pain they both crave.]
Convinced?
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But this is what he wants, what his body craves. ]
Fuck.
[ His voice is barely above a whisper, head swimming with the pleasure of sudden fullness and the heat radiating off of Sheza's body. A cheeky stunt like that shouldn't go unpunished, however, and he tugs Sheza close enough to bite his shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
Consider him well and truly convinced. ]
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[How could he not, with Yael's cock digging into him like a leaden barb? Pain and pleasure intermingle in an overwhelming slurry, his mind devoid of anything more than sensation and sound.
Sounds like his voice intermingled with Yuui's. Like their skin slapping together, the sound damped only by sweat, the wet heat of their bodies. It takes no time at all to fall into a rhythm that feels at once natural and too heavenly to be real, but it's the pain that keeps it decidedly within the realm of reality.
Yael's head dips, his expression half obscured under the curtain of his hair. His eyes, catching just enough refracted light, glint, seemingly all the brighter when Yuui's canines dig into flesh and blood.]
You'll hate me for this in the morning.
[And if he doesn't, he really should.]
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[ As if he even could, more like. He might complain and whine about being sore or walking with a bit of a limp. But hate... it's not possible, especially when the ache inside of him grows hot and spreads its warmth through the rest of his body in the form of pleasure. It's a satisfying sort of feeling after almost losing his life and watching Sheza almost lose his in exchange. It makes all of this, everything between them, feel more real.
He pants, breath hot and humid against Sheza's shoulder as he takes his tongue to the small pricks of blood that have beaded up around the imprint of Fai's teeth. It's warm and metallic, the taste of it almost overwhelming in a way that would send Fai into a panic in any other situation. But it's that glint in Sheza's gold eyes that pushes him away from it and leave room only for the heat between them in his mind. ]
You like this, don't you?
[ "This" being blood, naturally. ]
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Yael, in contrast to the heavy hammer falls of each thrust, kisses the wounds along Fai's shoulder with a certain reverence reserved only for him.
Words fail him even at the best of times, but they congeal and stop up in his throat, refusing to come loose without a bit of prying. Yael exhales a quiet side through his nostrils. The closer the words lie to his heart, the harder they are to shake free.]
I like the taste of you.
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If chasing after such a precious commodity makes him greedy, then so be it. ]
Tell me more.
[ It's practically a whisper, but he turns his head so Sheza can hear him clearly, right in his ear. Though it isn't a demand, not this time. It's simply a request, a spoken desire for whatever Sheza is willing to bare to him. His fingers all but dance up along the muscles of his back, taking in every little little twitch and pull before flattening against his back to pull him closer. ]
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Yael's expression hardens into something unreadable and flat. At the same time, the very tips of his ears take on a tellingly rosy hue. He's done thinking, letting loose the first words that come to him and hoping they aren't the wrong ones.]
Everything. Everything about you.
[How pathetic he is, how weak, needing to drop into a whisper to squeeze out the rest of his words:]
I feel safe with you. Happy.
[And that's a feeling he associates only with his Yuui.]
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Letting instinct take over, he settles a bandaged hand in Sheza's hair, fingers tangling in the locks as he presses a kiss to one of those rosy ears. ]
I love you, Sheza.
[ They're the right words, blunt and fumbling but uniquely Sheza in a way that feels like music to Fai's ears. The wrong words don't exist. Not like this. ]
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Yeah. Love you too.
[Forever and always, but despite the ring on Yuui's finger, Yael wonders if he can really promise this man eternity. His heart yearns to, but it always seems to be that the more Yael wants something, the more easily it slips through his fingers.]
...Stay.
[A plea more than a command, Yael presses his lips to the soft skin where cheek meets ear and leaves them to linger there. Yael's promises are brittle things, but Yuui's? If Yuui makes him a promise, Yael will never question it's durability.]
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He smiles softly, holding Sheza closer to him so that he can better share in his heat. ]
Of course I will.
[ It's an easy promise to make, no hint of hesitation in his words. But even as he makes the promise... hm. He feels like this isn't the first time Sheza has asked him to stay, though he has no real memory of it. Fai can easily recall his hesitation, however, his fear of making a promise he couldn't keep leaving him locked in a difficult decision.
This, however, isn't hard to promise at all. Perhaps a lot has changed since then, he isn't sure. ]
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It's only with Yuui can Yael can be comfortably vulnerable. Fishing for his hands, Yael twines their fingers together, licks and bites melting away into kisses and gentle words.]
...You say that too easily. I worry about you.
[Yael's tone is playfully chiding, but there's a grain of truth in there. He'll always worry about Yuui. Someone has to, don't they?]
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Is that a bad thing?
[ His legs squeeze around Sheza's hips, though not hard enough to cause him any real pain. They've moved past that moment. ]
Accept it without worry for once.
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Mm. Fine.
[Yael's hand coasts over every bare patch of skin, touching Yuui with reverence. His hips pump steadily, the leadup to climax less a burning inferno and much more like a slowly kindled flame.]
...We're gonna have to call in a nurse after this. I'll leave the explanations to you.
[Aka the excuses and carefully crafted lies. This is a lot to own up to.]
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It's why he only laughs as he squeezes Sheza's hand. ]
Fine. I'll use my charm on the nurses and say we tried to cuddle and reopened some wounds.
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Without Yuui, he is simply Yael, and Yael was a miserable and deeply unhappy man back then... but then, no, they've known each other since childhood, haven't they?
Haven't they?
Yael's brow furrows, but the thought is swept aside by Yuui's poor excuse for an explanation. Yael laughs, breathy with arousal, and smirks.]
They won't believe that for a second. Try harder.
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[ That's close enough to the truth. It's not like any excuse he gives will matter, when the evidence will be clear about what they've been up to. Better to ask for forgiveness than for permission anyway.
Fai runs his fingers through Sheza's hair before his hand lands on his cheek. Even Sheza's face is warm—and a little sweaty, too.
His cock brushes up against Fai's prostate in the perfect way, drawing out a soft moan. That little distraction doesn't mean he misses the way Sheza's brows furrow, however. ]
Something wrong?
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[The nurses may question why a string bean like Yuui would accept a challenge from a literal bear, but that's none of their business.
Yael, hearing Yuui's protracted sigh, adjusts the angle of his hips to stroke that prostate with every thrust. Mm, but nothing gets pasts his lover's eyes, eh? Yael shakes his head, dismissive.]
Nothing. Just reminiscing. [...] How old were we when we met?
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Was it at a party? That's his immediate thought, but... hm. ]
We were... kids. I don't remember how old we were.
[ He can't remember. This is something that he would remember.
But knowing that their memories have been tampered with in some way makes it make sense, at least on some level. ]
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[But the facts don't quite match up. If they've known each other since they were children, then why does he recall being filled with such profound sadness before meeting Yuui? In childhood, sorrow is fleeting. What Yael felt ran bone deep.
Bashing his head against the wall won't produce answers. Instead of fighting it, Yael returns his full attention to fucking Yuui, groaning as the arousal begins to peak and push him over the edge.]
We'll talk about it more— later. Yuui...
[...Are you close? Yael is rarely fussed about such things, but this time, he wants them to finish together.]
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They're lucky to have that. ]
Me too. [ He turns his head, pressing a kiss to Sheza's cheek. ] Touch me.
[ It's surprising to be warned for once, to hear rather than feel that Sheza is close. The idea of finishing together is a pleasant one, though, especially after nearly losing one another.
So, he'll let Sheza touch him and guide them both to completion. ]
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Guilt steadily eats at him like acid soaking his bones, but Yael can ignore it so long as Yuui keeps him distracted. Guilt tells him this happiness isn't his to savor, but Yuui assures him that he does. Yuui protects him in ways Yael has never been able to protect himself. This is love, Yael knows beyond a shadow of a doubt.
He moves instinctually to give Yuui what he wants, pumping at his cock in time with his own thrusts to gradually build them both up to the very edge and push them over it together. Yael is mindful of their mess, cupping his hand over the tip of Yuui's cock to keep his semen from pooling on any open wounds. He's not the kind of freak who'll lick fresh spend off his palm, but he is the kind of freak who'll wipe it all off on Yuui's robe immediately afterwards. Wild.]
...Ah. I don't want to pull out.
[Or even move, for that matter, but Yael flops down beside Yuui instead of on top of him to avoid aggravating his wounds. Small sacrifices, truly.]
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It's a good thing Sheza thinks to cup his hand over Fai's cock, because he certainly isn't thinking about it as he comes hard, his body tensing and his head spinning.
Though as he pants, he notices the way Sheza wipes his hand off on his robe. ]
Gross.
[ Going limp, he smacks one of his hands on Sheza's stomach. ]
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