It hadn’t lasted nearly long enough for Desire’s like, but bodily exhaustion and medicines and endorphins all worked against him. Declan’s abrupt retreat sent one last rip of sensation through his hair as the Titan yanked his hands back, and Desire was left all but melting into the couch with a deep sigh of pleasure.
“Finish me is what…” the vague mumble might be heard as Desire lolled his head to the side, resting his brow against the back of the couch as that urge to sleep as deeply as Reason currently was finally got its hooks into him. Maybe he could have fought it, maybe he could have even lifted his head and looked and recognized just what, exactly, had Declan so flustered (and been pleased all the more for it)…but right now…oh, hell with it.
He’d just…have to mess with the big guy more…another time….
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“Finish me is what…” the vague mumble might be heard as Desire lolled his head to the side, resting his brow against the back of the couch as that urge to sleep as deeply as Reason currently was finally got its hooks into him. Maybe he could have fought it, maybe he could have even lifted his head and looked and recognized just what, exactly, had Declan so flustered (and been pleased all the more for it)…but right now…oh, hell with it.
He’d just…have to mess with the big guy more…another time….