[Ooh, don't laugh— Lorenz huffs against his neck, way too far gone to really say anything else - he doesn't even have the presence of mind left to be politely embarrassed about his request. Maybe later he'll think about it and turn red enough to catch fire, but that's for Future Lorenz to get flustered about.
(Briefly, barely for half a second, he considers saying "thank you," but no, no, that would be silly.)]
Mm— Wriothesley. [He can still get that whole mouthful of a name out, Speech 100--] You are, you're wonderful.
[And oh, he wants plenty, but those words on top of everything else are too much for him to bear; that's enough to push him over the edge. He comes with a cry that fades into a softer noise, a whimper almost, most of him trembling as his orgasm spills into Wriothesley. He keeps rocking his hips on automatic, riding it out, squeezing Wriothesley's shoulder harder than he's even aware at the moment, coming down from that high.
Give him a second to reboot. While he catches his breath, he manages a murmured,] Simply astonishing.
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(Briefly, barely for half a second, he considers saying "thank you," but no, no, that would be silly.)]
Mm— Wriothesley. [He can still get that whole mouthful of a name out, Speech 100--] You are, you're wonderful.
[And oh, he wants plenty, but those words on top of everything else are too much for him to bear; that's enough to push him over the edge. He comes with a cry that fades into a softer noise, a whimper almost, most of him trembling as his orgasm spills into Wriothesley. He keeps rocking his hips on automatic, riding it out, squeezing Wriothesley's shoulder harder than he's even aware at the moment, coming down from that high.
Give him a second to reboot. While he catches his breath, he manages a murmured,] Simply astonishing.