[The immediate aftermath of his own intense orgasms threatens to leave him senseless, but as usual Cy is a bulwark against that, supporting him through the recovery, hands steady where they hold him upright and tow him in for another kiss. His mouth is slack to accept it, and it doesn't feel like he really breathes until Cy has pulled back to allow it. The air is hot in his throat as he drags it in, their faces close, those words enough to coax another spell of tears back into his eyes this time for a separate reason than exquisite pain.
He shifts like he's trying to wrap his legs around Cy's waist, though their current positions make it difficult unless Cy makes adjusts to allow it. He's aware of the soft, wet place where they're still connected and he rocks a little into it just to feel the weight of Cy's cock inside of him, less for sexual gratification than a reminder of intimacy. Cy's come slightly dulls the chafing ache from before with its slickness.]
I love you. I swear I'll never leave you.
[A stupid thing to claim when he has no control over it in this dimension — but he means it. He will make it true. As his body begins to calm those shaking tremors in Cy's hold, as reason returns, he releases fingers from the collar on Cy's throat and cups the man's cheek, petting at the bristle of stubble and then kissing him again before his arm drapes bonelessly around strong shoulders.]
I think... [With Cy, he is past the point of embarrassment, but this is different enough that his words falter.] My body feels a little different from the Diamond suit. I, ah — came twice. That isn't normal, is it?
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He shifts like he's trying to wrap his legs around Cy's waist, though their current positions make it difficult unless Cy makes adjusts to allow it. He's aware of the soft, wet place where they're still connected and he rocks a little into it just to feel the weight of Cy's cock inside of him, less for sexual gratification than a reminder of intimacy. Cy's come slightly dulls the chafing ache from before with its slickness.]
I love you. I swear I'll never leave you.
[A stupid thing to claim when he has no control over it in this dimension — but he means it. He will make it true. As his body begins to calm those shaking tremors in Cy's hold, as reason returns, he releases fingers from the collar on Cy's throat and cups the man's cheek, petting at the bristle of stubble and then kissing him again before his arm drapes bonelessly around strong shoulders.]
I think... [With Cy, he is past the point of embarrassment, but this is different enough that his words falter.] My body feels a little different from the Diamond suit. I, ah — came twice. That isn't normal, is it?