[ The wall is cool against his ravaged back, and he can feel the sting starting to settle in all over again. Ah, Henry really got him good, didn't he?
(Some small part of him thrills at the thought of looking in the mirror in the morning to see what marks might be left.)
Surprise surprise, Alec isn't one for pillow talk, either. Or most kinds of talk for that matter. He holds his gaze for a moment, wonders just what's going through Henry's head, but that makes itself known soon enough. ]
Sit tight.
[ Considering he's the least messy of them both, he gathers the strength of will to haul himself from the bed and wander into the washroom. Henry might notice there certainly are some angry red marks trailing their way down Alec's back as he passes. A short while later, Alec reemerges with a damp cloth that he tosses over to Henry. ]
[Oh, it’s a sight he can appreciate, those red and angry marks down Alec’s back — as well as the rest of him, if he’s to be completely honest. But it’s a two-way street, insofar as markings go; Alec’s left his own array of teeth marks bruised into his skin, ones that will take days to fade.
He catches the washcloth after he returns, courtesy of his powers. Henry doesn’t waste time in cleaning his middle.]
Yes. I definitely do.
[The sex is great, the aftermath leaves a bit to be desired in the clean-up stage.]
Not that I’m complaining, but the next time? [How presumptuous of him.] Maybe you should use a condom.
[Henry’s eyes flick up to Alec just long enough to (appreciate the view, I mean—) give him a look, brows raising in turn.]
Putting words in my mouth.
[Of course he did. But his pride has slowly coalesced into something reminiscent of what it was before they fell into bed together — he’s not just going to admit that out loud, obvious as it is.]
[How does one argue against something he has no grounds to argue against in the first place? Ignore it completely. Henry finishes wiping himself down, then eases himself off the bed, standing to move towards the bathroom.
Even if it means he has to sidle past Alec and that insufferable smirk on his face.]
[ Alec steps aside to admit him, smirking all the while. Yeah, they'll be back here, doing this again if either of them have anything to say about it. ]
[Likely so. If only the two of them knew just how far into this figurative hole they'll actually fall.
But right now, Henry will just disappear into the bathroom for a nice hot shower. He even closes the door, despite all that they've already done. c: Bye.]
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(Some small part of him thrills at the thought of looking in the mirror in the morning to see what marks might be left.)
Surprise surprise, Alec isn't one for pillow talk, either. Or most kinds of talk for that matter. He holds his gaze for a moment, wonders just what's going through Henry's head, but that makes itself known soon enough. ]
Sit tight.
[ Considering he's the least messy of them both, he gathers the strength of will to haul himself from the bed and wander into the washroom. Henry might notice there certainly are some angry red marks trailing their way down Alec's back as he passes. A short while later, Alec reemerges with a damp cloth that he tosses over to Henry. ]
You wanna use the shower before you go?
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He catches the washcloth after he returns, courtesy of his powers. Henry doesn’t waste time in cleaning his middle.]
Yes. I definitely do.
[The sex is great, the aftermath leaves a bit to be desired in the clean-up stage.]
Not that I’m complaining, but the next time? [How presumptuous of him.] Maybe you should use a condom.
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[ His eyebrows go up, and he leans against the doorway to the bathroom. Yes, he's still naked. No, he doesn't care. ]
Enjoy yourself that much, huh?
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Putting words in my mouth.
[Of course he did. But his pride has slowly coalesced into something reminiscent of what it was before they fell into bed together — he’s not just going to admit that out loud, obvious as it is.]
If you don’t want to…
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[ Even if that insufferable smirk is back on his face. He knows. There's no use in denying it, Henry. ]
I'll take your suggestion into consideration.
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[How does one argue against something he has no grounds to argue against in the first place? Ignore it completely. Henry finishes wiping himself down, then eases himself off the bed, standing to move towards the bathroom.
Even if it means he has to sidle past Alec and that insufferable smirk on his face.]
I won't be very long.
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Take your time.
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But right now, Henry will just disappear into the bathroom for a nice hot shower. He even closes the door, despite all that they've already done. c: Bye.]