[ The redhead is dazed and spent - how many times can one come in twenty-four hours he distantly wonders? Apparently a lot. Bubt he slumps back against Basch’s chest, his own rising and falling rapidly in ragged gasps for air. His skin is pleasantly flushed and he’s still gasping onto Basch’s arms, clinging to what he can reach. ]
I… you can have me more. [ he stutters over the words, even though it’s not like he has to give his permission. ]
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Date: 2025-02-02 08:33 pm (UTC)I… you can have me more. [ he stutters over the words, even though it’s not like he has to give his permission. ]