[ dick is pliant and warm and tired by the time it ends, the self-satisfied kind instead of his usual exhaustion, but his hand barely moves from junpei's spent cock to his thigh inside his boxers still as he stays more than close himself. he doesn't want to move-- doesn't want junpei to move-- but knows they'll have to eventually. soon.
instead of doing the smart thing he leans into it a bit more, nuzzling into the crook of junpei's neck as he hides a smile. ]
... Thanks. [ is it a joking comment in response to junpei's good or a genuine thanks for, well, this? nobody knows, because dick's shoulder start to shake a little in barely restrained laughter not too long afterwards, and: ] You think this thing auto-cleans?
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instead of doing the smart thing he leans into it a bit more, nuzzling into the crook of junpei's neck as he hides a smile. ]
... Thanks. [ is it a joking comment in response to junpei's good or a genuine thanks for, well, this? nobody knows, because dick's shoulder start to shake a little in barely restrained laughter not too long afterwards, and: ] You think this thing auto-cleans?
[ this was slightly unhygienic maybe ]