Devero had been close enough to the edge himself that feeling Seb come apart tips Dev right over after him. If a moan could be a roar, that's the sound that's wrested out of him as he lets go inside Seb, filling his partner as surely as his partner has painted him. He returns to rocking them together, wringing out the last of his orgasm even as Seb pants and mumbles on his lap.
Only when he's spent does he slump back against the headboard. "Holy shit," he says, his expression dazed even if his translator's voice isn't.
There are a couple of small aftershocks from Dev continuing to move inside him, leading him into a blissful daze. He leans right along with Dev, settling bonelessly on top of his chest, not caring that his weight is spreading the come out between them like the filling of a horny sandwich.
"Holy shit," Seb agrees, as emphatically as he can manage with his cheek pressed against Dev's tit and his eyes half-closed.
He's had a lot of sex in his life, and absolutely none of it was as good as what just happened.
He knows he should feel guilty, but instead he's just sleepy and wanting to soak in the utterly relaxed feeling that he almost never gets.
Seb can tell when Devero actually reads his words, because he laughs, the sound rumbling up from deep in his chest. "Good for you too, then?" he manages to ask, though his signs are loose and sloppy around Seb.
He shifts after a moment, but only to hoist Seb up high enough to slide his cock out of him. He tucks the limp, satisfied thing away and sets Seb right back down in his lap, looping his arms around him and cradling him there against his chest.
Horny sandwich notwithstanding, Devero is more than happy to enjoy this cuddle for as long as it lasts.
He's still enamoured with that laugh, feeling it rattle his own chest.
"Good isn't the right word..."
He exhales a soft groan as Dev pulls out of him, shivering as he adjusts to the empty feeling.
When given the chance, Sebastian is a first-class cuddler and a third-degree clinger, so congrats Dev, he's stuck to you like a koala until you pry him off. He nuzzles his face into the crook of his partner's neck.
"More like... Incredible."
He's quiet for another moment, playing with Dev's hair again, but very gently now, petting as though apologizing for pulling it so hard.
"Is all the sex you have... Like this?" He's not even sure what he means by that. Casual? Homosexual? Incredible? All of the above?
He laughs again. "Vices, don't I wish?" he says, his smile going crooked. He brings his hand up, cupping his warm palm over the back of Seb's neck as they cuddle close.
"This was... pretty intense," he admits, heaving a huge, satisfied sigh. "--That feels nice," he adds, about having his hair played with.
Lifting his other hand to Seb's cheek, Devero turns his face up to catch his lips in a brief kiss. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," his translator says while his lips are busy. Seb had seemed so damn sad earlier... but of course, Devero keeps that part to himself.
"Always," he admits with a chuckle. "I run real hot." Hot enough that everyone feels cooler than him, honestly. He's got a big body with a lot of muscle, after all.
He's equal parts sleepy and spellbound as he kisses Devero back, exhaling softly as his eyes quickly fall shut again.
In that case, Seb is extra cold comparatively, being more cold-blooded than the average human, so this is clearly a match made in [insert positive afterlife of your choosing here].
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Date: 2026-01-28 02:42 am (UTC)From:Only when he's spent does he slump back against the headboard. "Holy shit," he says, his expression dazed even if his translator's voice isn't.
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Date: 2026-01-28 03:02 am (UTC)From:"Holy shit," Seb agrees, as emphatically as he can manage with his cheek pressed against Dev's tit and his eyes half-closed.
He's had a lot of sex in his life, and absolutely none of it was as good as what just happened.
He knows he should feel guilty, but instead he's just sleepy and wanting to soak in the utterly relaxed feeling that he almost never gets.
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Date: 2026-01-28 03:29 am (UTC)From:He shifts after a moment, but only to hoist Seb up high enough to slide his cock out of him. He tucks the limp, satisfied thing away and sets Seb right back down in his lap, looping his arms around him and cradling him there against his chest.
Horny sandwich notwithstanding, Devero is more than happy to enjoy this cuddle for as long as it lasts.
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Date: 2026-01-28 03:41 am (UTC)From:"Good isn't the right word..."
He exhales a soft groan as Dev pulls out of him, shivering as he adjusts to the empty feeling.
When given the chance, Sebastian is a first-class cuddler and a third-degree clinger, so congrats Dev, he's stuck to you like a koala until you pry him off. He nuzzles his face into the crook of his partner's neck.
"More like... Incredible."
He's quiet for another moment, playing with Dev's hair again, but very gently now, petting as though apologizing for pulling it so hard.
"Is all the sex you have... Like this?" He's not even sure what he means by that. Casual? Homosexual? Incredible? All of the above?
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:06 am (UTC)From:"This was... pretty intense," he admits, heaving a huge, satisfied sigh. "--That feels nice," he adds, about having his hair played with.
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:12 am (UTC)From:"It was. I don't think I've been that turned on in my whole life," he says with a small grin.
Seb hums contentedly at the warm hand on his neck, relaxing even more. Not far from sleep, at this point.
"You're warm," he murmurs, feeling like a lizard on a sunny rock. Even after such exertion, he's a few degrees colder in body temperature than Devero.
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:30 am (UTC)From:"Always," he admits with a chuckle. "I run real hot." Hot enough that everyone feels cooler than him, honestly. He's got a big body with a lot of muscle, after all.
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Date: 2026-01-28 04:41 am (UTC)From:In that case, Seb is extra cold comparatively, being more cold-blooded than the average human, so this is clearly a match made in [insert positive afterlife of your choosing here].
"Can you stay?"
Please, he prays silently. Please please.