[Darc shifts next to him, staying close by. He slides his palm over Shiro's sweat-soaked back, petting and stroking him in breathless awe. He can feel every tremble of Shiro's body, and he's numb and tingling with blissed ecstacy.
He just regrets that it's over, that he couldn't sustain it so, so much longer. But he can't possibly continue after emptying completely, and he's seen enough humans sweat-soaked and keeping in battle to know he's brought Shiro to his limit, too.
He moans, eyes flicking over him. A drenched and trembling mess, covered in slick, Darc's eggs spilled out between his legs. The sight throbs so powerfully through Darc that he feels close to blacking out.
He kisses and pets him, on his arched back and shoulder, his face. He rasps out nonsense, just noises that spill out to praise and soothe and comfort with barely any words, quiet and weak himself.]
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He just regrets that it's over, that he couldn't sustain it so, so much longer. But he can't possibly continue after emptying completely, and he's seen enough humans sweat-soaked and keeping in battle to know he's brought Shiro to his limit, too.
He moans, eyes flicking over him. A drenched and trembling mess, covered in slick, Darc's eggs spilled out between his legs. The sight throbs so powerfully through Darc that he feels close to blacking out.
He kisses and pets him, on his arched back and shoulder, his face. He rasps out nonsense, just noises that spill out to praise and soothe and comfort with barely any words, quiet and weak himself.]