[Chishiya gasps and moans and pants, giving him such lovely words. It spurs him on, his hips snapping as fast as they can, wanting both to reach the climax and for this to never end.
Everything builds to a crescendo, Chishiya's voice carrying him even as his cum makes Logan's own thrusts slick and smooth. Until their cum mixes together as Logan orgasms with a breathy, shuddering moan.
The world is so bright, so much light and heat surrounding him.
Logan's arm gives out and he falls halfway on top of Chishiya, letting go of their cocks to hold Chishiya close. Catching his breath and trembling happily.
It takes him a few moments before he gathers up the thought to kiss Chishiya, whatever part of him is closest.]
[The kiss lands near his eye and Chishiya barely moves, arms and legs clenched hard around Logan.
He lets go one limb at a time. One leg stretching before falling to the bed, then the other. Toes curled and muscles going limp in the afterglow. Then, one arm from around Logan's neck.
Chishiya manages three limbs before giving up, letting his arm stay locked around Logan's neck despite the awkward angle of it. Despite how his skin hums and his chest heaves as though he's been running.
Mind blank and Chishiya sighs. Happy and relaxed enough let Logan stay mostly on top of him as his breathing calms and his heart stops racing quite as hard.]
[Logan doesn't want to move either. He shuffles just enough to get more comfortable, head resting on Chishya's shoulder, and then he relaxes.
All the stress of the past while, the exhaustion of worrying, everything fades away with the wine and bliss. All that's left is this wonderful haze, the sound of them both catching their breath, and the heat of their bodies against each other.
After a stretch, Logan hooks his leg over one of Chishiya's, and then kisses the other man's shoulder. Normally he'd say something, but he's so exceptionally content in this moment. All he can do is keep Chishiya close and kiss his warm, soft skin.]
[Sprawled out flat on his back, Chishiya lets his fingers brush back and forth slowly over Logan's back.
There's absolutely no chance of him moving, and Logan is a warm and welcomed weight against his chest.
He does exhale hard, before inhaling slow. The scent of them, of Logan and his shampoo right under his nose. Of sweat and sex. The lingering sharp tang of alcohol and wine.
But mostly, it's just them.
His hand against Logan's back, stroking back and forth. Logan's head on his chest, rising and falling with every breath.]
[Logan sighs happily at the touch, revelling in the attention for a bit. Then he lifts his head just enough to nip at Chishiya's jaw in little more than a gentle graze.]
I'm so glad you came over.
[And then more kissing, this time along Chishiya's neck and chest.]
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Everything builds to a crescendo, Chishiya's voice carrying him even as his cum makes Logan's own thrusts slick and smooth. Until their cum mixes together as Logan orgasms with a breathy, shuddering moan.
The world is so bright, so much light and heat surrounding him.
Logan's arm gives out and he falls halfway on top of Chishiya, letting go of their cocks to hold Chishiya close. Catching his breath and trembling happily.
It takes him a few moments before he gathers up the thought to kiss Chishiya, whatever part of him is closest.]
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He lets go one limb at a time. One leg stretching before falling to the bed, then the other. Toes curled and muscles going limp in the afterglow. Then, one arm from around Logan's neck.
Chishiya manages three limbs before giving up, letting his arm stay locked around Logan's neck despite the awkward angle of it. Despite how his skin hums and his chest heaves as though he's been running.
Mind blank and Chishiya sighs. Happy and relaxed enough let Logan stay mostly on top of him as his breathing calms and his heart stops racing quite as hard.]
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All the stress of the past while, the exhaustion of worrying, everything fades away with the wine and bliss. All that's left is this wonderful haze, the sound of them both catching their breath, and the heat of their bodies against each other.
After a stretch, Logan hooks his leg over one of Chishiya's, and then kisses the other man's shoulder. Normally he'd say something, but he's so exceptionally content in this moment. All he can do is keep Chishiya close and kiss his warm, soft skin.]
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There's absolutely no chance of him moving, and Logan is a warm and welcomed weight against his chest.
He does exhale hard, before inhaling slow. The scent of them, of Logan and his shampoo right under his nose. Of sweat and sex. The lingering sharp tang of alcohol and wine.
But mostly, it's just them.
His hand against Logan's back, stroking back and forth. Logan's head on his chest, rising and falling with every breath.]
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I'm so glad you came over.
[And then more kissing, this time along Chishiya's neck and chest.]
I wish every night could be like this.
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I'm glad I came over too.
[There's a beat, a breath and a slow stroke up to Logan's hair before Chishiya adds-] That I came over you.
[It's stupid again but Chishiya is learning that Logan just has that effect on him. Every time without fail, Logan will fuck him stupid.
There's a vague and fuzzy worry that one day, he'll jist be stupid all the time but it doesn't have time to settle into anything solid.]
Every night?
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His grin is pinned in place as he turns in to Chishiya to press kisses against his skin.]
Every night.
[A deep inhale is followed by a low hum, and he stirs to hug Chishiya more fully. It makes it easier to lazily kiss his chest and neck.]
Every night with your terrible jokes and your gorgeous self.
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Every night.
He can barely think it. There had been a short period of dorms and then borderland, sharing space even when he didn't want to.
Or when he wanted quiet.
Chishiya had ignored it, gears turning and plans unfolding like clockwork.
He rubs a foot along Logan's leg, another touch. A point of contact that doesn't make him twitch and Chishiya lets himself sink in to it.
In to the bonedeep sense of satisfaction.]
My jokes are hilarious.
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[But he's still smiling, he still kisses Chishiya's cheek before settling down on his shoulder again and humming happily.
None of this involves thinking right now. All he knows is that he loves this, loves Chishiya, and right now he wishes it could last forever.
It's a vast improvement on how things would be going if Chishiya wasn't here.]