[ When he looks to Quentin's face, Peter will find him gazing right back with a dull smile. ] ...Holy shit.
[ The smile stays, hazy and dazed as he stretches for a tissue off the nightstand. He makes quick work of what could be a mess, wiping Peter's stomach and hip clean, licking stray cum from between his knuckles without any fanfare. He's still glowing-warm from the shower, but softer, looser when he crawls back between Peter's legs, laying over him to catch his mouth in the kiss Quentin wanted to give him so badly just a few seconds ago. ]
Yeah...yeah, definitely. [ Whispered between firm presses of his lips, between sighs. ] Definitely wanna be up here next time.
[ His eyes catch Peter's half-lidded, lips twist up at the corners. ] Catch that? Mmm--set up for next time? Really smooth, right? You can say it. I'm intimidating.
[ He can always talk, but this gives the distinct impression of a child trying not to fall asleep. ]
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[ The smile stays, hazy and dazed as he stretches for a tissue off the nightstand. He makes quick work of what could be a mess, wiping Peter's stomach and hip clean, licking stray cum from between his knuckles without any fanfare. He's still glowing-warm from the shower, but softer, looser when he crawls back between Peter's legs, laying over him to catch his mouth in the kiss Quentin wanted to give him so badly just a few seconds ago. ]
Yeah...yeah, definitely. [ Whispered between firm presses of his lips, between sighs. ] Definitely wanna be up here next time.
[ His eyes catch Peter's half-lidded, lips twist up at the corners. ] Catch that? Mmm--set up for next time? Really smooth, right? You can say it. I'm intimidating.
[ He can always talk, but this gives the distinct impression of a child trying not to fall asleep. ]