[ Avoiding Theo's gaze, holding back a smile, Dom moves one more time, testing, before he sits up and holds the other man's hips, tilting his body back as he nudges him upward. He's still swollen enough for it to drag, but the amount of come makes the slide easier. His cock, a little too large, half-hard, comes free, followed by one last layer of ejaculate, like it waited until they were actually done to dribble freely. ]
You can stay. [ Of course he can stay. Dom is looking around, wishing he'd kept some tissues close by. ] Are you gonna be okay? It got kinda...
[Theo makes a slightly slutty gasp as he lifts himself up - and up, a little more up than he thought - and feels every inch of Dom slide out of him. There's a bit of a burn but not a lot of friction on account of the cum, so he just bites his lip and shares a sheepish smile as he feels some of it slip down his thighs. He puts one hand on Dom's shoulder, then tries to be quick in getting up and off his lap. He laughs when his leg almost buckles when he stands, bending like a straw and briefly leaning against the bed - getting blood flowing before waving his hand in the air.]
I'm durable, babe. Ah, be- be back in a sec.
[BRB FLEEING TO HIDE THE UNSEXY CLEANUP. He will return so smoothly minutes later, with a cloth to clean Dom up with.]
[ But Theo walks off as soon as his legs let him, and Dom sneaks in a good look at him through the concern. He should get up too, but he's suddenly overtaken by this… glow, in him, and not just from the aftermath of sex where his body responded as if he was one night away from the full moon, fully fucking his mate to exhaustion.
Flat on his back, Dom slings his forearm over his forehead, hand sliding down to touch himself with a smile, wrapping fingers around the shrinking, softening girth, barely wider at the base anymore, and obscenely coated in come. If this is what happened tonight, he can't imagine when the cycle reaches the other extreme…
Dom snatches his hand away from his dick when Theo's scent reenters the room, a little dizzy. He holds his hand out for the cloth, sitting back up. ]
[He laughs - seating himself (gingerly, just a little) on the bed before crawling back into the space next to Dom; his healing will kick in bit by bit, but in honestly - he kind of likes the residual burn and discomfort. Just like a hickey, he likes to wear it for as long as he can, especially when it makes him feel like he's wearing his partner on him too.]
I feel boneless, like in a good way? Boned to bonelessness.
[He slumps to lay flat; stretching out on Dom's bed like it's his own.]
[ And he made sure it was warm. Dom looks at Theo lying down and smiles, brows drawn together, before cleaning himself up. Careful, because he's still oversensitive, still incredibly hot in his touch.
Theo says it's in a good way, but— ]
… this doesn't happen every time. I swear I didn't think it'd grow, Teddie. I would've told you if I did, especially without any, like — fucking lube.
[Theo rolls onto his side, facing Dom - propping his head up on his elbow and looking mighty interested in falling asleep here. His eyes half-shut with a mirthful little look, he could tease him. Say 'suuure you didn't' but he doesn't. Because he'd much rather believe he gives hole so good it drives werewolves wild.]
Happy little accident. You get that reference, right? Bob Ross was like a thousand years ago.
[He squirms a little closer, their noses nearly touching. He pulls up the bedsheets, but then snakes his hand up Dom's arm - toying with touch, keeping a circuit of it going. It's kind of neat, thinking about a genuine first time like this. Of all the things he's done in his lifetimes...]
[ He clears his throat suddenly at the fat knot, unexpected and amusing. Dom almost looks down to check just how different it is, if at all, but ultimately keeps his attention on the man whose hand is on his arm, still teasing him with words. Probably not the time to be earnest, but… ]
... It was Teddie. For me.
[ He made a very conscious effort to say his boyfriend's name instead of saying you. ]
[Can he say that when it's referencing another version of himself? Because he does. It's still something of a daydream to think about - some other life where he gets to date a cute werewolf boy and worry about homework instead of multi-universal chase downs. He grins at Dom, very much unbothered but the topic. He feels his other self would be fine too? Probably?]
[ Look at him, pretending like he isn't suddenly afraid Theo will think twice and conclude he should back off, for the other Teddie's sake. He might even be right, but it turns out Dom is more selfish than that. ]
[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
[ Please stay, he means, smiling a little dreamily after that kiss. His hand is soft on Theo's chest, leaning back in to nuzzle his neck, shoulders tense with how good it feels to be touched on his nape. Dom is too relaxed to be too shy for his next request. ]
[Said with affection, fingers moving - nails gently grazing against his scalp, playing with his hair as Theo squirms in delight at being able to now get comfortable and inevitably, fall asleep like this. In a dreamy, romantic embrace? Oof. Amazing.]
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You can stay. [ Of course he can stay. Dom is looking around, wishing he'd kept some tissues close by. ] Are you gonna be okay? It got kinda...
[ Big. ]
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I'm durable, babe. Ah, be- be back in a sec.
[BRB FLEEING TO HIDE THE UNSEXY CLEANUP. He will return so smoothly minutes later, with a cloth to clean Dom up with.]
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[ But Theo walks off as soon as his legs let him, and Dom sneaks in a good look at him through the concern. He should get up too, but he's suddenly overtaken by this… glow, in him, and not just from the aftermath of sex where his body responded as if he was one night away from the full moon, fully fucking his mate to exhaustion.
Flat on his back, Dom slings his forearm over his forehead, hand sliding down to touch himself with a smile, wrapping fingers around the shrinking, softening girth, barely wider at the base anymore, and obscenely coated in come. If this is what happened tonight, he can't imagine when the cycle reaches the other extreme…
Dom snatches his hand away from his dick when Theo's scent reenters the room, a little dizzy. He holds his hand out for the cloth, sitting back up. ]
Ah, thanks.
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[He laughs - seating himself (gingerly, just a little) on the bed before crawling back into the space next to Dom; his healing will kick in bit by bit, but in honestly - he kind of likes the residual burn and discomfort. Just like a hickey, he likes to wear it for as long as he can, especially when it makes him feel like he's wearing his partner on him too.]
I feel boneless, like in a good way? Boned to bonelessness.
[He slumps to lay flat; stretching out on Dom's bed like it's his own.]
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incredibly hot in his touch.
Theo says it's in a good way, but— ]
… this doesn't happen every time. I swear I didn't think it'd grow, Teddie. I would've told you if I did, especially without any, like — fucking lube.
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Happy little accident. You get that reference, right? Bob Ross was like a thousand years ago.
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Once he's covered enough, he drops the cloth on the floor— apologies to the staff. ]
Yeah. [ A pause. He slides down, lies on his side to face Theo. He's getting flushed again. Nnh. ]
… Was it your first time?
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[He squirms a little closer, their noses nearly touching. He pulls up the bedsheets, but then snakes his hand up Dom's arm - toying with touch, keeping a circuit of it going. It's kind of neat, thinking about a genuine first time like this. Of all the things he's done in his lifetimes...]
You popped my cherrrry.
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... It was Teddie. For me.
[ He made a very conscious effort to say his boyfriend's name instead of saying you. ]
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[Can he say that when it's referencing another version of himself? Because he does. It's still something of a daydream to think about - some other life where he gets to date a cute werewolf boy and worry about homework instead of multi-universal chase downs. He grins at Dom, very much unbothered but the topic. He feels his other self would be fine too? Probably?]
... It's still okay, right? Us.
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[ Look at him, pretending like he isn't suddenly afraid Theo will think twice and conclude he should back off, for the other Teddie's sake. He might even be right, but it turns out Dom is more selfish than that. ]
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[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
Can I sleep here tonight?
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[ Please stay, he means, smiling a little dreamily after that kiss. His hand is soft on Theo's chest, leaning back in to nuzzle his neck, shoulders tense with how good it feels to be touched on his nape. Dom is too relaxed to be too shy for his next request. ]
Can you do that behind my ear…?
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[Said with affection, fingers moving - nails gently grazing against his scalp, playing with his hair as Theo squirms in delight at being able to now get comfortable and inevitably, fall asleep like this. In a dreamy, romantic embrace? Oof. Amazing.]
Like that?
🎀
Like that.