[ The fact that Bruce is both willing and eager in his own way to swallow down what he's given has Barry gasp breathlessly at the sight as he strains to keep himself up there against the couch, riding out the rest of everything that he feels and can barely hold onto anymore.
Collapsing fully against the couch finally, fingers slip away from the other man and drop to just barely touch the floor, arm flung down while the other remains draped above his head. A disheveled mess of post-orgasmic bliss and sweat clinging to flushed skin, he stares off into nothing as he slowly descends from the haze he's found himself thrown into for a second time — but this time much stronger than the first.
It takes him a moment before he's able to bring his hand down from above his head and messily comb fingers through the slight bit of sex hair he has going on there. Swallowing thickly, he breathes out heavy, eyes blinking hard and slow. A blissed out mess on Bruce's couch. ]
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Collapsing fully against the couch finally, fingers slip away from the other man and drop to just barely touch the floor, arm flung down while the other remains draped above his head. A disheveled mess of post-orgasmic bliss and sweat clinging to flushed skin, he stares off into nothing as he slowly descends from the haze he's found himself thrown into for a second time — but this time much stronger than the first.
It takes him a moment before he's able to bring his hand down from above his head and messily comb fingers through the slight bit of sex hair he has going on there. Swallowing thickly, he breathes out heavy, eyes blinking hard and slow. A blissed out mess on Bruce's couch. ]
I can't remember who I am.
[ He can, but damn if he feels like he can't. ]