[ seto hisses through his teeth at the feeling of jonouchi tightening around his softening cock when he finishes himself off. his breath is still coming too quickly for him to immediately express his disgust at the mess on his stomach. he can't even bring himself to lift his hands from where they're still resting on his knees.
his eyelids are heavy as he blinks them open to look up at jonouchi from his position on his back, hair curling at the nape of his neck from the sweat collected on his skin. it takes more than a couple of minutes for him to catch his breath, and in that time he doesn't try to speak at all. ]
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his eyelids are heavy as he blinks them open to look up at jonouchi from his position on his back, hair curling at the nape of his neck from the sweat collected on his skin. it takes more than a couple of minutes for him to catch his breath, and in that time he doesn't try to speak at all. ]