[He laughs and drums his fingers playfully on Oliver's shoulder.]
Then we'll just have to rinse and repeat. Besides-- What if I just wanted to cuddle?
[He then cranes his neck to drop a wet kiss on the curve of Oliver's ear.]
Who's the sex addict now?
[Never mind that it would hardly be the first time their post-intercourse cuddling turns into a second round. How easily they settle back into this light repartee, as if it was not just a half hour ago that their words were weighted with solemnity, and not just earlier this day that only bitter broken silence stretched between them.]
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Then we'll just have to rinse and repeat. Besides-- What if I just wanted to cuddle?
[He then cranes his neck to drop a wet kiss on the curve of Oliver's ear.]
Who's the sex addict now?
[Never mind that it would hardly be the first time their post-intercourse cuddling turns into a second round. How easily they settle back into this light repartee, as if it was not just a half hour ago that their words were weighted with solemnity, and not just earlier this day that only bitter broken silence stretched between them.]