[There's something that can only be described as a displeased grunt when Dick pulls out, even as he shifts closer and even as he carefully stretches out his legs.]
That's never gonna stop feeling weird. [It's mumbled to himself, but whatever. His legs are sprawled and he's trembling slightly under Dick's hand anyway as he works on calming himself down. He allows himself to watch Dick slide the condom off and follows it with his eyes as it ends up in the trash, giving him a half-lidded look as he shrugs.]
Pretty sure that's my line. [...he's also eyeing Dick's hand. He kind of wants to lick it? No, that's weird, stop trying to one-up him it's not a competition, Junpei.] Just wipe it on the sheets, it's my day for laundry according to the schedule anyway.
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That's never gonna stop feeling weird. [It's mumbled to himself, but whatever. His legs are sprawled and he's trembling slightly under Dick's hand anyway as he works on calming himself down. He allows himself to watch Dick slide the condom off and follows it with his eyes as it ends up in the trash, giving him a half-lidded look as he shrugs.]
Pretty sure that's my line. [...he's also eyeing Dick's hand. He kind of wants to lick it? No, that's weird, stop trying to one-up him it's not a competition, Junpei.] Just wipe it on the sheets, it's my day for laundry according to the schedule anyway.