[Mituna moans happily when Cronus gets his fingers into his hair, because wow, he's a lot more sweaty and hot than he'd realized. It feels wonderful to get a little bit of air through his ridiculous hair. Shit, he's going to need a shower or his hair is going to be a nasty, sweaty mess for the rest of the afternoon.]
[But, what the hell, that can be dealt with later. His whole body is floating on the afterglow and he feels--]
Fucking fantastic.
[His voice sounds so affectionate and tired and happy that it's best described as gooey, and he knows he'll regret it later, but it's really hard to give a fuck right now. He forces his head up off the floor just enough to sleepily smirk at his friend.]
You were really desperate for that, huh?
[It doesn't even have his usual level of mockery in it, though, and he follows it up by nipping at Cronus' jaw and nudging his nose against his cheek.]
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[But, what the hell, that can be dealt with later. His whole body is floating on the afterglow and he feels--]
Fucking fantastic.
[His voice sounds so affectionate and tired and happy that it's best described as gooey, and he knows he'll regret it later, but it's really hard to give a fuck right now. He forces his head up off the floor just enough to sleepily smirk at his friend.]
You were really desperate for that, huh?
[It doesn't even have his usual level of mockery in it, though, and he follows it up by nipping at Cronus' jaw and nudging his nose against his cheek.]