[Even as he says it, he's tilting his face into the kisses, angling for the attention. He doesn't hurt, and that feels important to tell Adrian, except that he can't seem to get the words from his mind to his mouth. It doesn't hurt; his body doesn't hurt anywhere, not even the slightest irritant or mildest ache, and the euphoria of it is overpowering.
Of its own volition, his tail arcs up and wraps loosely around one of Adrian's wrists like a muscular, scaly bracelet, keeping hold of him in a manner born purely of instinct.]
[He teases, but he doesn't care. It's nothing they can't wash from anyway. So he leans in, closing the distance for each kiss, tender and sweet as the last.
The tail is strange and surprising, but not unwelcome. He wonders if Jotaro even notices.]
I'm glad you enjoyed it so. The way you finished was impressive.
[Times like this, it really shows that Adrian is an old-fashioned vampire prince. He could've just said "you came like a firehose and look like you ejected half your soul and most of your brains doing it", but he's classy.]
...I don't hurt. Anywhere. I mean nothing...I don't feel it.
[It really says something, that Adrian is the only doctor he trusts with his own health, and he's not even really a doctor.]
Hm. Then... you're more like me right now. It's difficult for me to become exhausted after I've been intimate. And I certainly never ache after. [A vampire's recovery? Ridiculous.]
Well, before your mess dries off on me, I would like to clean it off. If you wish to join me?
I'm just glad you're okay with it. Still want to see me, I mean. I know it's a lot.
[Up he goes, still a mess, pants still halfway down his thighs until he tugs them back up into place but leaves them unbuttoned because he's just going to shed them anyway.
Speaking of, he finds the kimono and retrieves it from where it had fallen, intent on taking it along with them.]
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[Even as he says it, he's tilting his face into the kisses, angling for the attention. He doesn't hurt, and that feels important to tell Adrian, except that he can't seem to get the words from his mind to his mouth. It doesn't hurt; his body doesn't hurt anywhere, not even the slightest irritant or mildest ache, and the euphoria of it is overpowering.
Of its own volition, his tail arcs up and wraps loosely around one of Adrian's wrists like a muscular, scaly bracelet, keeping hold of him in a manner born purely of instinct.]
That was...something else...
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[He teases, but he doesn't care. It's nothing they can't wash from anyway. So he leans in, closing the distance for each kiss, tender and sweet as the last.
The tail is strange and surprising, but not unwelcome. He wonders if Jotaro even notices.]
I'm glad you enjoyed it so. The way you finished was impressive.
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[Times like this, it really shows that Adrian is an old-fashioned vampire prince. He could've just said "you came like a firehose and look like you ejected half your soul and most of your brains doing it", but he's classy.]
...I don't hurt. Anywhere. I mean nothing...I don't feel it.
[It really says something, that Adrian is the only doctor he trusts with his own health, and he's not even really a doctor.]
Dragon's full of surprises, I guess.
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Well, before your mess dries off on me, I would like to clean it off. If you wish to join me?
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[Maybe it's nonsense. Of course, maybe it isn't.]
Yeah. I...I don't want to be away from you right now. So yeah. I'll go, too.
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[Gently, he tugs Jotaro to stand with him.]
Then be with me. We'll clean up, and stay with each other.
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[Up he goes, still a mess, pants still halfway down his thighs until he tugs them back up into place but leaves them unbuttoned because he's just going to shed them anyway.
Speaking of, he finds the kimono and retrieves it from where it had fallen, intent on taking it along with them.]
Sounds good.