Post training cool-down

[runningred]

{from here}

Jay leads Sherral up to his room, tossing him a bottle of water from the bar fridge. "Shower?"

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[runningred]

"Harder," Jay whimpers, needing the burn and the bruises as much as the hickies around his neck. "Oh fuck, Sherral! I'm gunna..." He pants roughly, right on the brink.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral is more happy to go harder, pounding Jay into the mattress and up against the headboard, panting heavily. He's reaching the edge himself, finding it more and more difficult to hold back.

[runningred]

Jay throws his head back and arches up, Sherral's name on his lips as he cums with a scream. He clenches down tight around Sherral, desperate to bring Sherral with him over the edge.

[fluffiest_archadian]

A short while later, Sherral comes as well with a cry, shuddering against Jay before pulling out slowly and settling against him, undoing the handcuffs.

"I, er," he breathes, "I enjoyed that forfeit."

[runningred]

Jay wraps his arms around Sherral's shoulders, kissing him sweet and slow. "You and me both." He pants, pressing his forehead against Sherral's. "Thank you."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs. "You've no need to thank me."

[runningred]

"I do." Jay whispers, tracing he curve of Sherral's cheek with his thumb, kissing him softly. "I need you know how glad I am you're here with me."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral smiles, curling an arm around Jay lightly, trailing his fingers down his back. "Is it that important to you that I know?"

[runningred]

"It is right now." Jay whisper, warm in the afterglow of their passion.

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Okay then," Sherral says, and kisses him softly. "I'm - glad you're here. As well."

[runningred]

Jay smiles and curls up around Sherral, content to rest a while in his arms.

{ooc: Shall we fade there?}

[fluffiest_archadian]

[ooc: looks good to me!]

[runningred]

{ooc: thank you, that was lovely.}