[Oh, he's definitely a mess. His face is flushed and tear-streaked, and his lips are sloppy with Chuuya's come as he pants and gasps for breath. With the combination of fyrra and going so long without indulging in anything like this, it's no wonder he hit that headspace so hard.]
[He only manages to nod at first, clinging to Chuuya's legs as he rests the side of his face against his thighs. But his eyes are turned up at Chuuya, flashing him a lopsided, toothy smile.]
Really... really good.
[And yet despite having only just come, somehow, he's still hard... is that because of the fyrra, perhaps? But then, even if he wasn't, Shell didn't want to stop after just that...]
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[He only manages to nod at first, clinging to Chuuya's legs as he rests the side of his face against his thighs. But his eyes are turned up at Chuuya, flashing him a lopsided, toothy smile.]
Really... really good.
[And yet despite having only just come, somehow, he's still hard... is that because of the fyrra, perhaps? But then, even if he wasn't, Shell didn't want to stop after just that...]