There was no shame in the way that his body chased released a second time, even if the sound that accompanied it was bitten back made smaller. There was a deep soreness that settled in on his muscles across the whole of him as he was left standing nude in the middle of his own study. He didn't know where to turn in this, some part of him desperately wanting a bath drawn to have the soreness and the sticky nature of things soaked away. But that was not to be. Instead, he forced himself upright, the rigidness in his posture the best the he could manage with it all as he went about finding his pants.
At the very least with those on his body once more, a blanket draped across his shoulders from his armchair felt a bit better. It was in the armchair in the corner that he sat, sinking into the cushions, a small gesture or his hand to the opposing armchair that sat across his chess board.
At the very least with those on his body once more, a blanket draped across his shoulders from his armchair felt a bit better. It was in the armchair in the corner that he sat, sinking into the cushions, a small gesture or his hand to the opposing armchair that sat across his chess board.
Arm chair is more comfortable on me than that straight back...was all he could offer at first. This wasn't one of his husbands where he could seek comfort and care after the fact. This he would have to grin and bare.
Do you play?
08-21-2023, 02:02 AM
