[The high slowly fades, leaving Grey with his mind feeling fuzzy. He's wet and sticky- both of them are, and he can feel the warm weight of Manabu pressing against him. Grey's breathing hard enough that Manabu will rise and fall a little with each breath, a much gentler echo of the way he'd been bouncing Manabu on his cock only a little earlier.
When he finally hears Manabu's voice Grey twitches, and then glances over.]
Manabu...
[Grey eases his grip on Manabu's hips and raises his arms to loosely embrace him. He wants to stay like this, holding Manabu close, for as long as they can get away with it.]
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When he finally hears Manabu's voice Grey twitches, and then glances over.]
Manabu...
[Grey eases his grip on Manabu's hips and raises his arms to loosely embrace him. He wants to stay like this, holding Manabu close, for as long as they can get away with it.]