Who: Berserker (Cú Chulainn Alter) and various When: Throughout Octeuril Where: various What: lots of things Warnings: Some NSFW threads, warnings in headers
[ It's the sight and feeling of Waver coming that pushes him over the edge. The warm, sticky seed in his hand, the way he shifts beneath him, and that lovely sound he makes...Berserker is satisfied that he's satisfied and so he allows himself to let go of that last bit of control. A few rough, hard thrusts and he lets out an unrestrained cry as he comes between Waver's thighs.
Berserker rests down on his elbow as he carefully takes his hand off of Waver's spent cock and settles down alongside him. There's a part of him that feels bad for the mess he just made, but...it's fine. The mess on his hand, though, he can handle. Without hesitation, he licks the cum from his hand before just...wiping it on the sheets. They already need to be changed, it's fine. ]
...Thank you. [ He says quietly. ] You did very well.
[ For a few moments, Waver lies still, panting and catching his breath. Once again, Berserker's soft encouragement warms him, like a gentle hand stroking down his back, and in response Waver shifts to turn over just enough to lie on his side instead. Heedless of the mess for now, he curls up, back to Berserker's chest, snuggling in close. ]
That... [ he manages shyly after a minute of comfortable, if slightly awkward, silence. ] ...felt nice.
[ He hadn't planned on it, but Waver doesn't regret it, even if he's probably going to be a bit embarrassed for a while. Still, if they'd both enjoyed it... and he knows both of their partners don't mind... He'll try not to be so sheepish. For now, at least, he just wants to enjoy the warmth together. ]
[ He isn't expecting Waver to snuggle up to him, though he doesn't mind it. Berserk drapes his arm over him to draw him just a little closer. A curious noise -- a deep, pleasant rumble -- resonates in the dragon's chest. He's content to lay here for a bit, fighting sleep. Maybe a nap with Waver after that...regardless of the mess. It's fine. ]
[ Berserker just gives a sleepy nod in response, enough to that Waver can feel it. It's useless to fight it anymore, a nap is happening whether or not he wants it to. He nuzzles against Waver's neck and closes his eyes. As he drifts off, the purr slowly gives way to steady breathing. His mind is at least at ease now after what they went through together in Dorchacht. ]
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Berserker rests down on his elbow as he carefully takes his hand off of Waver's spent cock and settles down alongside him. There's a part of him that feels bad for the mess he just made, but...it's fine. The mess on his hand, though, he can handle. Without hesitation, he licks the cum from his hand before just...wiping it on the sheets. They already need to be changed, it's fine. ]
...Thank you. [ He says quietly. ] You did very well.
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That... [ he manages shyly after a minute of comfortable, if slightly awkward, silence. ] ...felt nice.
[ He hadn't planned on it, but Waver doesn't regret it, even if he's probably going to be a bit embarrassed for a while. Still, if they'd both enjoyed it... and he knows both of their partners don't mind... He'll try not to be so sheepish. For now, at least, he just wants to enjoy the warmth together. ]
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It's pleasant. Waver smiles faintly, closing his eyes and letting his arm rest over Berserker's draped around him. ]
You can stay... if you like.
[ As if it seems either of them is going anywhere right away. ]
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