[Oh, he is so gone for a handful of seconds. He's a hot, sweaty mess, there's cum on his stomach, and Cloud is kissing him (he is trying to kiss back with the same enthusiasm but he keeps almost missing, because post-coital headfog is so real right now) with that beautiful, warm look on his face. Zack manages to drag his arms back to tug at Cloud's hair and neck, touching his face, pulling him in to kiss him harder and maybe improve his kiss-back aim a little.
That was... so good. He's real glad they didn't break the bed, there's no way he'll be in the mood to clean or fix it later. When he's less fuzzy, he'll try and remember to get something decently reinforced. He wants to do that a lot more.]
Mmmhm? [Whatever Cloud was trying to say, he agrees.] You're so... heck. [Wow did the sex censor him?? What the-] Fuckin' hot, man.
[The idea of him having fucked Zack so good he shut the guy's brain off is way too dangerous to linger on for long, threatening to inflate his ego to truly astronomical proportions. Cloud allows himself a self-satisfied smirk, reveling Zack's thick arms around his neck and thick legs on either side of his waist and kissing him back before finally pushing himself up in the circle of Zack's octopus grip.] C'mon. Let me up. [He's going to get free regardless, though even as he slides off the bed he keeps coming back for more kisses and touches, addicted to the heat of Zack's skin and mouth, but eventually he does make it into the bathroom for a couple wet washcloths that he brings back to Zack to help clean him up.] So.
[Zack was just sort of laying there trying to mentally work through the clean-up process he's entirely unfamiliar with, so thank goodness for Cloud not being fucked brainless and having the sense to deal with that problem. Zack accepts a washcloth with a grin, his SOLDIER energy already rebuilding itself following the momentary downtime, and pats at the mess on his stomach.]
Uh, hell yeah we are? That was brutal, like in the best way. A whole other workout.
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That was... so good. He's real glad they didn't break the bed, there's no way he'll be in the mood to clean or fix it later. When he's less fuzzy, he'll try and remember to get something decently reinforced. He wants to do that a lot more.]
Mmmhm? [Whatever Cloud was trying to say, he agrees.] You're so... heck. [Wow did the sex censor him?? What the-] Fuckin' hot, man.
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...we're definitely doing this again sometime.
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Uh, hell yeah we are? That was brutal, like in the best way. A whole other workout.