[at this point, sizhui doesn't care if someone heard them. if they did, then they're minding their own business, and that's what matters to him in the long run. nobody has to know it was them if they break away fast enough and go clean up (again), after all, right?
but maybe that's actually asking too much in a sex resort.
either way, broca withdraws from his ear and, albeit reluctantly, sizhui starts coming back into himself a little more. he blinks lightly, eventually letting a half-lidded gaze drift down over his own body then back up over broca's, taking in the sight of the mess he's made between them. the irony is not lost on him, of course, but showering is still one of the furthest things from his mind, given he still has to focus on actually making sure he can stay standing whenever broca pulls out.
the only suffering he's going through is that they have to come apart; it's just a tiny whine, hardly audible, but still there nevertheless, and sizhui's feet are on the ground within a couple of seconds. for a long moment, he keeps his arms locked around broca's shoulders, making absolute certain that his legs have stopped shaking before he withdraws, both hands moving to rest on the man's chest.]
Yes, [he confirms breathily, right hand lowering to rest against his own chest now.] Are you?
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but maybe that's actually asking too much in a sex resort.
either way, broca withdraws from his ear and, albeit reluctantly, sizhui starts coming back into himself a little more. he blinks lightly, eventually letting a half-lidded gaze drift down over his own body then back up over broca's, taking in the sight of the mess he's made between them. the irony is not lost on him, of course, but showering is still one of the furthest things from his mind, given he still has to focus on actually making sure he can stay standing whenever broca pulls out.
the only suffering he's going through is that they have to come apart; it's just a tiny whine, hardly audible, but still there nevertheless, and sizhui's feet are on the ground within a couple of seconds. for a long moment, he keeps his arms locked around broca's shoulders, making absolute certain that his legs have stopped shaking before he withdraws, both hands moving to rest on the man's chest.]
Yes, [he confirms breathily, right hand lowering to rest against his own chest now.] Are you?