Edmond just makes a soft sound when he's moved and once Eiden leaves the bed, takes a moment to let his body relax and sink into the softness of the sheets. That was...
Intense.
A few minutes pass before he moves. The young man breathes in, pushes himself up onto his elbows, then slowly shifts until he's sitting on the edge of the bed. There, he eyes his legs as if he doesn't trust them to keep his weight if he stands up.
"Eiden?" he calls out, curling his fingers against the edge of the mattress. "Are you ready?"
His ears perk at hearing Edmond's voice and he shifts, moving to go back towards the bedroom as the bath runs. It won't take too long to fill the tub, but he knows he has at lest enough time to hurry back to Edmond. He offers the other his hand when he sees him at the edge of the bed.
"I am now."
A charming little grin. "Your legs must be jelly."
His own were, so it's fair to assume Edmond's are.
If they are it's Eiden's fault! And they very much are, but he does manage to wobble up to his feet unassisted so he can start carefully walking towards the bathroom.
"I'm not smug about it." Edmond is making his way over unassisted. So he opts against helping him unless he specifically asks him to. No need to baby him, after all.
"I mean, you had a good time, too, didn't you?"
Of course he did. Eiden has absolutely zero doubts about it. It's not entirely his fault. Just a lot his fault.
Huff! Asking him questions like that, and of course he's expecting a reply. Edmond scowls at him a little, but... not really very much. Damn it, Eiden.
"I suppose..." Huff... "Yes, I did have a good time."
And he does manage to get across the room without help, though he opts to put his hand on Eiden's shoulder when they get to the bathroom door.
He smiles, leaning to place a soft kiss on Edmond's cheek. It's a quick, affectionate action. "I'll take care of the rest, then," Eiden shifts with a smile. He moves, helping guide Edmond towards the bath tub. He's careful not to offer too much help.
"But all that matters is you had a good time."
After all, sex should be fun for the both of them. That's what he wants.
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Intense.
A few minutes pass before he moves. The young man breathes in, pushes himself up onto his elbows, then slowly shifts until he's sitting on the edge of the bed. There, he eyes his legs as if he doesn't trust them to keep his weight if he stands up.
"Eiden?" he calls out, curling his fingers against the edge of the mattress. "Are you ready?"
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"I am now."
A charming little grin. "Your legs must be jelly."
His own were, so it's fair to assume Edmond's are.
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If they are it's Eiden's fault! And they very much are, but he does manage to wobble up to his feet unassisted so he can start carefully walking towards the bathroom.
"You don't need to look so smug about it."
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"I mean, you had a good time, too, didn't you?"
Of course he did. Eiden has absolutely zero doubts about it. It's not entirely his fault. Just a lot his fault.
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Huff! Asking him questions like that, and of course he's expecting a reply. Edmond scowls at him a little, but... not really very much. Damn it, Eiden.
"I suppose..." Huff... "Yes, I did have a good time."
And he does manage to get across the room without help, though he opts to put his hand on Eiden's shoulder when they get to the bathroom door.
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"But all that matters is you had a good time."
After all, sex should be fun for the both of them. That's what he wants.