[pulling him down and into Basch's hold issues a soft noise and a groan, weight resting back against the warmth of his fuzzy chest without any hesitation. a light bite earns a sigh, eyes falling closed as he comes down from his orgasm. the mess feels perfectly distant, especially with the bulk of it locked behind the taller man's knot, and that reminder is just wonderful.
hands stroke his stomach and he reaches to rest his atop them, making no effort to stop them but wanting the contact. something murmurs past his lips, but even he can barely tell what he was trying to say. it's just a tender, loving sound.]
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hands stroke his stomach and he reaches to rest his atop them, making no effort to stop them but wanting the contact. something murmurs past his lips, but even he can barely tell what he was trying to say. it's just a tender, loving sound.]