[He returns the kiss softly as he comes down from his orgasm, breathing still heavy from the exertion. His softening cock is starting to feel tender, but he's reluctant to pull out from him just yet. He wants to prolong the moment, worried that as soon as this is over they'll fall back to arguing. He doesn't want to be angry anymore, but the likelihood plays unpleasantly in his mind.
He draws back from the kiss only slightly, nodding to the space between them with a mischievous grin. Both their stomachs are sticky with cum, and Connor's hair is thoroughly disheveled. He loves seeing him like this, but he has to admit he is a mess.]
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He draws back from the kiss only slightly, nodding to the space between them with a mischievous grin. Both their stomachs are sticky with cum, and Connor's hair is thoroughly disheveled. He loves seeing him like this, but he has to admit he is a mess.]
So much for your shower.