[For a moment, Daan dwells in just panting, letting his body feel numb and hot and wonderfully relaxed. He's quiet for a moment, letting Vergilius move his head so they can finally kiss; Daan hums into his mouth lazily, closing his eye and leaning into the kiss, almost disappointed when they part.]
Good. Real good.
[It's greedy of him, but Daan is absolutely going to go in for another kiss with a soft, almost desperate noise. He barely wants to move, content to just lounge in the other man's lap for awhile if he could get away with it.]
Got time to make up for, though. Wasn't even an hour.
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Good. Real good.
[It's greedy of him, but Daan is absolutely going to go in for another kiss with a soft, almost desperate noise. He barely wants to move, content to just lounge in the other man's lap for awhile if he could get away with it.]
Got time to make up for, though. Wasn't even an hour.