[ Aki groans as Tsurumaru slips away, rolling off him, cheeks flushed and warm as his mouth comes up to cover his lips, biting the inside of his mouth to calm himself. It's not his fault if his cock twitches, it's not his fault that his mind if flooded with feelings, of the desire to continue and do more; the mind might be wanting, but the body is tired, and he forces himself to breathe out.

His hand lifts, holding Tsurumaru close, letting his eyes close for a moment before he breathes out, content. Happy. Warm and flushed, completely at peace. ] So have I.

[ Turning his head, he looks upon Tsurumaru before he leans in to steal another kiss, slotting their mouths together, tender and sweet compared to the harshness of the mid-fuck making out. Stroking fingers over Tsuru's cheek, he nudges their noses together, eyes warm. ]

I like you, in all the ways you come to me. Clean, messy, tired or energised... All of them are beautiful to me.