[ He chuckles, totally unashamed at being called out for his lack of stamina. There’s no point in hiding the bitter truth, anyway, so he might as well just embrace it. ]
Oh, I’m afraid I’m not quite so strong and spry as you are.
[ So it’s very good of Wriothesley indeed to indulge him like this. Baizhu in the meantime will busy himself with easing that toy out, and casting his gaze about for something to help clean the man up. They need to look presentable when exiting the premises, after all. ]
I think I would be in trouble if you were, honestly. [Baizhu sounds like he'd love to pull their partner apart. Not literally, but he can only imagine the mess he might be if they had their way and wasn't literally stopped by their physical limits.] Well, I think that isn't really an insult towards you. I think that my stamina is above average to the norm.
[He shudders a bit as the other pulls the toy out of him, already missing the feeling of being filled. He sits up though, hand touching his seed the covers his stomach. If he's honest, he's surprised the other is helping out. He's used to just cleaning himself up and parting ways without the extra attention.] Aren't you sweet though. I wouldn't have faulted you if you just left once you got off.
Now where would be the fun in that? I take care of people for a living, you know.
[ So just behave yourself and let him wipe down that exquisitely muscular torso with a warm wet towel. And he’s smiling with amusement as well at the compliments. He hadn’t been offended by those remarks to his stamina, anyway, but it’s nice to be appreciated for being the menace that he is from time to time. ]
A want to sexually wreck a guy while also wanting to take care of others. Aren't you a curious man. [He chuckles a little.
He is unused to the aftercare. It's nice, but he can't help but feel a little out of his depth. He's used to quick romps and going separate ways. Used to sex just being a quick and messy thing. Then again, he was the type to help his partner after a good romp, so maybe he's a little hypocritical.]
I didn't think you'd want to admire me even after our romp. [It's a a bit of ribbing.]
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Oh, I’m afraid I’m not quite so strong and spry as you are.
[ So it’s very good of Wriothesley indeed to indulge him like this. Baizhu in the meantime will busy himself with easing that toy out, and casting his gaze about for something to help clean the man up. They need to look presentable when exiting the premises, after all. ]
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I think I would be in trouble if you were, honestly. [Baizhu sounds like he'd love to pull their partner apart. Not literally, but he can only imagine the mess he might be if they had their way and wasn't literally stopped by their physical limits.] Well, I think that isn't really an insult towards you. I think that my stamina is above average to the norm.
[He shudders a bit as the other pulls the toy out of him, already missing the feeling of being filled. He sits up though, hand touching his seed the covers his stomach. If he's honest, he's surprised the other is helping out. He's used to just cleaning himself up and parting ways without the extra attention.] Aren't you sweet though. I wouldn't have faulted you if you just left once you got off.
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[ So just behave yourself and let him wipe down that exquisitely muscular torso with a warm wet towel. And he’s smiling with amusement as well at the compliments. He hadn’t been offended by those remarks to his stamina, anyway, but it’s nice to be appreciated for being the menace that he is from time to time. ]
And all this is hardly troublesome to begin with.
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He is unused to the aftercare. It's nice, but he can't help but feel a little out of his depth. He's used to quick romps and going separate ways. Used to sex just being a quick and messy thing. Then again, he was the type to help his partner after a good romp, so maybe he's a little hypocritical.]
I didn't think you'd want to admire me even after our romp. [It's a a bit of ribbing.]
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[ He has no reason to hide it, anyway. It’s nice and healthy, muscular, with so many delicious scars that just beg to be studied…
Gently slapping that towel to Wriothesley’s chest— ]
But given how…vigorous you can be, perhaps you should be the one to clean your nethers this time.
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[Well, it's not like he isn't aware of his physique. He worked hard on it and it's earned him many victories in the ring.
He merely laughs as he takes the towel.]
Alright, alright. I can clean myself up fine, don't worry.