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[ When Estinien orgasms, Felih can feel it, the clench and squeeze of his body around his aching cock. He's already so close to orgasm, so pent-up and neglected and needy, and now he can finally give himself release. He moans and gasps, shuddering as his hips take on a more erratic pace, rutting into Estinien throughout the entirety of his orgasm- all while he feels his own cock swelling further, the barbs flaring and swelling in preparation for his rising climax.

He keeps pounding his hips, driving Estinien's down against the bed, and then he finally stills after one final slam, his barbed cock now lodged inside his mate and jerking as he spurts jet after jet of thick white seed into his lover.

Felih's dizzy and panting as he waits out his orgasm, cock throbbing in time with the hammering of his heart, spurting more and more seed into his mate as he goes weak and slides down to rest atop his back, his purring even louder than before. It's hard to think for now, and he just takes the time to bask in the bliss of it, of sweet release...

...and the smug satisfaction of having fucked Estinien Wyrmblood absolutely senseless and boneless.

Breathless laughs against the skin of Estinien's back. ]

Hahh...ahah.... nn.... good boy. You did manage to cum, after all...

Ohh... hells.

Mm, I'll have to clean us both up again...

[ He's still purring though. A wet washcloth and some conjury will be an easy enough fix- besides, after this, he doesn't think Estinien will be able to stand at all, let alone walk.

Those purrs are more smug than ever. ]

[ This time...

This time, Estinien is left utterly insensate. Barbs press all along the inside of his ass, into twitching muscles and his spasming prostate, and Felih's hefty balls sit heavy atop his own, hot, seeming to quiver themselves with each and every heavy spurt of cum into his body. He feels the bulging of it, the fullness of it, their bodies locked so tightly that not a drop of spunk escapes him, instead gathering hotly deep, deep in his body.

It feels--

Good. It feels so good.

He is melting. Drifting. He has lost all his strength, spent up all his energy right along with his ejaculate. He has fallen onto the mattress, his cheek resting against the sweat-soaked comforter. His lips are wet. His eyes are wet, too. His heart is still racing in his chest, his blood still thrumming hotly, but his muscles are finished. His limbs. He is splayed out, panting, his hair sticking to his forehead and to his temples, and in his head is only the awareness of how satisfying it all is. How wonderful. How much he had wanted this, even if had not been a wholly conscious want. ]

Nn...

Hn...hn...

[ No words, not this time. He has been fucked senseless and it is going to be quite a while before he can manage words again.

Perhaps Felih will know what this means for him, for the both of them. There are very, very few people he would allow to reduce him to this. There are very few people he would trust with this.

But he does trust him, and does not have to think at all. ]

[ It takes time for Felih to come back to his senses, but when he finally does, he very slowly, gently, pulls out. He has to wait until his cock softens more, to avoid pushing Estinien even further over the edge, but once he has, he makes sure to pull out and gently roll his mate over.

Purring, trailing soft kisses along his shoulder and neck and jaw, even pressing a few soft ones to his lips before he makes himself stand up. A minute away and he's returned, cleaned up and dry, along with a washcloth for Estinien. He wipes him down, gently, carefully, his touch as light as can be over his cock and balls, over his ass, making sure to tidy up every drop of their mess and leave his lover cleaned up. Another cloth to help wipe away the sweat, and a bit of careful maneuvering changes the duvet to a clean one.

Felih, all the while, is very attentive, very gentle with his every movement. He nuzzles at Estinien's cheek now and then, still purring, just making sure his lover is still alright, before he goes again only to return with a nozzled water bottle to tip onto Estinien's lips. ]

Can you drink, darling? You're tired, I know.

Drink some water, and then you can rest...

[ Can he even think...?

For a time, that seems not to be so. There is no resistance at all as Felih moves away, and then returns, and then cleans the lewd remains of their wild lovemaking from his body. Other than shivering and a very soft whimper, he makes no complaints, allowing Felih to wipe his dirty, obscenely swollen balls and his soft cock, and then the hole where still-hot cum continues to leak slowly.

He moves when encouraged to move. Rolling with Felih's motions, lifting up the littlest bit, welcoming the fresh coverings and the soft comfort they bring. His eyes are closed throughout, but he hears - and feels - the purring.

At last when Felih speaks to him directly, his lids lift slightly. ]

Mm.

[ He drinks. He is...very thirsty.

He is also going to be very thirsty when he next wakes. ]

[ Felih keeps purring all the while. He admits that his cheeks burn when he sees just how much he's filled his lover- it takes some time before he's cleaned up properly, with how messy Felih's orgasms often are. Still, he does succeed in cleaning everything up, happy to see Estinien is at least faintly coming back to his senses.

At least enough to drink the water. His tail sways behind him, still admittedly smug about just how many times he made the man cum, but he also knows he may have dehydrated the poor dragoon. Ah well, he has plenty of water. It won't be a problem.

He lets Estinien drink his fill, before purring and nuzzling at his cheek again, curling up beside him and draping that long, fluffy tail over his mate. ]

Need anything, darling?

[ His gaze is soft. Estinien is charming and cute when he's this vulnerable. ]

[ The tail is nice. He has always cared for that tail. Even with most of his body supine, he still has it in him to shift his hand and rest it upon the silky fur that rests across his middle.

His very tired voice is a little...dry.

And not just because of the dehydration. ]

Soothing ointment for my balls.

[ Which are.

So tender.

He is not getting out of his apartment any time soon. ]

[ Felih is just as content to have his tail touched, trusting Estinien to do so. He's terribly fussy about his tail, and protective of it to boot- but the dragoon is one of the folk he would happily allow to touch it.

Estinien's request makes him laugh a little, though, another wave of smug delight making him purr again as he nuzzles along Estinien's neck. ]

Mm, I'm not sure if there's such a thing~ But I can try to concoct some. A cooling, hydrating gel ought to do...

[ He's still playful as ever, finding it in him to still nip and nibble at Estinien's ears. ]

See that you do.

[ Because he would very much like to utilize it.

However, he does not seem inclined to allow Felih to go and do so, as the moment he comes close, his flips his other arm around his shoulders and holds him near. The little touches, the nips and the playfulness...they rouse in him not another surge of desire - that is not possible at this time, all things considered - but of...fondness?

A hand settles in Felih's hair. Slowly, his fingers massage at the base of one ear. ]

[ Felih is a little surprised, but nonetheless thrilled when Estinien wraps an arm around him. Felih soaks up affection like a sponge, after all, ever-hungry for touch and love, and the rubbing at the base of his ear makes him purr louder and melt against his lover.

He feels that warm glow again. Pride, relief, affection... knowing he was able to pleasure his lover so. He nuzzles against the dragoon's chest while he melts and cuddles, and eventually scoots up to steal a few soft kisses from the man.

All the while, his cheeks burn, his fluffy tail aquiver. ]

...I'm glad you're here.

[ Those soft kisses, he returns. His affection is quieter, more drawn-out, and more than a little sleepy, but it is no less sincere than Felih's own. ]

I am glad...for the same.

[ A thumb brushes lower, over the rise of Felih's cheek. ]

I am glad that you are here.

[ No matter how cheeky or troublesome the man may be. ]

[ The returned affection makes Felih melt, and he just turns into a purring puddle against the dragoon, cuddling up and leaning happily into the gentle brush of his cheek. His heart feels warm, affection welling up in his chest, and he nuzzles against Estinien's chest and lets himself start to drift off.

He's so smitten. He feels so safe and comfortable beside this man...

They're clean and dry now, and he can get to work making the salve later. For now, he just wants to nap and cuddle, bask in Estinien's presence, and enjoy the afterglow. ]

I'll... take care of you. Tomorrow, I mean... or always, really.

We may not have always.

[ Not in this place. Perhaps not on their own worlds, which might be disparate from one another. But tomorrow...?

There is still tomorrow. ]

I will stay here tonight.

[ And not just because he is not going to be walking for a while. ]

[ The reminder makes Felih's ears droop and his purr falter, but he nods quietly. Estinien will stay tonight. And Felih will content himself with it. This indulgence, these little trysts- Felih still isn't sure what to make of them. Are they merely casual romps, or could there be a chance they're forging something a little deeper?

Felih tries not to think too hard on it. This Estinien isn't "his." He shouldn't set himself up for heartbreak. ]

Sleep well, darling.

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