Because there's no point in trying to resist temptation after what we've done, I run my hands up the full length of his abs and chest, fingers splayed. Moving back down again, I go slower, fingers tracing the chiseled lines and dips of his physique. If I spend an extended amount of time on The V when I get there, who can blame me?
Exhaling a breath, I finally slide off of him, laying down on my side with my head propped up on one hand. I use the other to stroke the inside of Danny's forearm, fingertips just barely ghosting across his skin.
"Now what?" I ask. Not the clean up, the scavenger hunt for discarded clothing or how to get out of the building without running into Peter if he did happen to hear something. Longterm, I mean. Are things going to be weird now? Different? Once the haze of lust clears do things go back to normal? Or as normal as can be expected for Danny.
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Exhaling a breath, I finally slide off of him, laying down on my side with my head propped up on one hand. I use the other to stroke the inside of Danny's forearm, fingertips just barely ghosting across his skin.
"Now what?" I ask. Not the clean up, the scavenger hunt for discarded clothing or how to get out of the building without running into Peter if he did happen to hear something. Longterm, I mean. Are things going to be weird now? Different? Once the haze of lust clears do things go back to normal? Or as normal as can be expected for Danny.