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[is paying SO MUCH attention you don't even know.

laughs one more time but when it seems like Gil really can't hold out much longer Slick lets up just a bit on gil's throat so breathing is sort of possible and then rocks back, and forward, abruptly returning to fucking him in earnest]

[shivers as soon as Slick begins to move in him again, and after the first few sucks of air he devotes most of his newfound air supply to whimpering raggedly, long, half-fettered noises, all of which are extremely encouraging, body shifting back against Slick's mostly on instinct as he has ... pretty much forgotten how to brain at this point. His movement back against Slick is getting more and more jagged, though, as he gets closer and closer to the edge.]

[hrrrgh choices god. suffocate you more while you come because that is an awesome idea or let you breathe because it's very important Slick hear all of Gil's noises, particularly when he sounds like that.

Shudders, pace briefly staggering from indecision and in the end completely lets go of Gil's throat, pressing his mouth against it and dragging his teeth over the bruises instead while taking the other to his edge]

[takes a couple of deep breaths as soon as Slick's hands leave his throat, then loops his arms tighter around his shoulders, holding on, whole body beginning to tense as he gets closer and closer - and he's pretty noisy too, this time, without anything relating to shame about it, all of the noises he makes half grated from the strangling but they're still heated and demanding and so overstimulated

and I guess Slick made the right choice in not strangling because as Gil comes he gets to hear his name cried out in exactly that tone of voice.]

[

I mean. slick is way too turned on in every way to make such a delicate face but that is the expression of his heart.

Does not. last. at all. pretty much coming as soon as he hears his name, slamming into Gil roughly enough that the headboard bangs against the wall, which isn't a thing he can help, but does fight to stay as quiet as possible, choking off all buy a few desperate groans. so nothing else challenges the sound of Gil's voice]

[hnnngh

after they're both done, he kisses Slick once, quickly but deeply, then aaaaall of the tension leaves his body and he pretty much flops against the other's shoulder.]

. . . mhm . . .

[frrrgh yes floppy. sex. pile. wraps arm loosely against Gil and holds until gravity wins and they flop to the side.]

. . .

[presses face into gil's hair and just. fuck. how many feelings i have for you]

[okay you can think about feelings and I will work on restarting my brain again

on the plus side now you really do get to see how pretty I look on your sheets. EXCELLENT CHOICE]

[i'm not sure i'm 'thinking' about feelings so much as feeling them very intensely

you do look very pretty

so does the bruise in the shape of my hand on your neck

after a moment shift enough that he can admire this a bit better]

[does. eventually. look back.]

... what?

...

[traces a finger over the bruise on Gil's neck, up his jaw and over the shell of an ear]

You're magnificent.

[.. |DDDD leans in to kiss Slick lightly]

Yes, that's true.

[grins into the kiss and flops back down onto the bed. youuu are getting cuddled]

This bed is also pretty magnificent.

[I guess I can flop here on you instead of prissing. In fact I am entirely inclined to do that.]

Mhm . . . if you were looking to cut down the amount of time we spend in bed, this wasn't the way to do it.