[After the kiss, Abbacchio sighs and relaxes against him, feeling sweat slowly cool on his brow. He isn't in any hurry to slide out, not when he's pretty sure they're going to get back to it soon anyway. That and he likes knowing he's still buried to the hilt inside of Avdol, feeling him, soothing his possessive nature during Sanguis.
The praise makes him shiver slightly, and he nuzzles into Avdol's neck after the harder kiss, dragging his teeth over the other man's throat.]
Y'sure? [He mumbles it against Avdol's neck, sniffing him, pleased with the comforting scent.] Don't want to make you uncomfortable.
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The praise makes him shiver slightly, and he nuzzles into Avdol's neck after the harder kiss, dragging his teeth over the other man's throat.]
Y'sure? [He mumbles it against Avdol's neck, sniffing him, pleased with the comforting scent.] Don't want to make you uncomfortable.