[Now, he'd expected that he'd be helped to the bathroom, sure. He figured Figaro would be by his side, and he could just lean against him as he stumbles towards to the bathroom. He assumed that it would be embarrassing, because there's only so much dignity he could have in this situation. He got drained, he got hard, Gepard is now having his It's Complicated help him to the bathroom.
Somehow, Gepard hadn't expected that he'd be carried. If he didn't know better, he'd think that Figaro enjoys it. Cedarwood and tabdanum and red rose. He doesn't know these scents, all of them. They're more secrets. He wants to know more. He also wants Figaro to have his way with him, which is a bad thing.
So, for now, Gepard clings and buries his nose against Figaro's neck, and breathes.
He's deposited on a toilet. No, not a toilet. His toilet. Gepard blinks. Figaro's fucking kneeling. Which is fine, except Figaro's awkwardly crotch-high. Gepard blanches, which doesn't help with the entire pale thing.] You didn't take too much. It's more than I expected, but...not too much.
[He's trying to project confidence as much as he can, a confident captain, which only works so well, probably.]
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Date: 2024-06-08 04:09 am (UTC)Somehow, Gepard hadn't expected that he'd be carried. If he didn't know better, he'd think that Figaro enjoys it. Cedarwood and tabdanum and red rose. He doesn't know these scents, all of them. They're more secrets. He wants to know more. He also wants Figaro to have his way with him, which is a bad thing.
So, for now, Gepard clings and buries his nose against Figaro's neck, and breathes.
He's deposited on a toilet. No, not a toilet. His toilet. Gepard blinks. Figaro's fucking kneeling. Which is fine, except Figaro's awkwardly crotch-high. Gepard blanches, which doesn't help with the entire pale thing.] You didn't take too much. It's more than I expected, but...not too much.
[He's trying to project confidence as much as he can, a confident captain, which only works so well, probably.]