There is a little jostling as he's lowered down onto his stomach, but overall the effort is remarkably coordinated, and Percival is so gentle and considerate with him. He'd never have expected otherwise, but...Light, he loves this man so much.
Essek finds he's quite comfortable like this. The blankets are layered thickly enough that he can't feel the ground, Percival's warm weight on top of him is grounding, and his cock still feels good inside him. Better than good--he feels blissed out like this, content and relaxed. Realizing as he feels continued throbbing that he is still coming is a thrill. He hadn't known it would last so long, and it's wildly arousing.
"Yes, Percival?" He manages to speak aloud, if softly, smiling as he's nuzzled. "I have never felt better in my life, if that is what you are about to ask."
Remembering a stray thought from earlier and finally free to do it, Essek slips a hand beneath himself, feeling his way down his front. When he reaches his lower belly, he's unsurprised but still quietly amazed to find exactly what he'd expected: a subtle but noticeable bulge where his husband's cock is buried obscenely deep inside him, still steadily pulsing seed into his ready cunt. A bit absurdly proud, he conveys this information to Percival through sensation, his hand rubbing over the spot, and a simple thought. I had to fit you somehow, I suppose.
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Essek finds he's quite comfortable like this. The blankets are layered thickly enough that he can't feel the ground, Percival's warm weight on top of him is grounding, and his cock still feels good inside him. Better than good--he feels blissed out like this, content and relaxed. Realizing as he feels continued throbbing that he is still coming is a thrill. He hadn't known it would last so long, and it's wildly arousing.
"Yes, Percival?" He manages to speak aloud, if softly, smiling as he's nuzzled. "I have never felt better in my life, if that is what you are about to ask."
Remembering a stray thought from earlier and finally free to do it, Essek slips a hand beneath himself, feeling his way down his front. When he reaches his lower belly, he's unsurprised but still quietly amazed to find exactly what he'd expected: a subtle but noticeable bulge where his husband's cock is buried obscenely deep inside him, still steadily pulsing seed into his ready cunt. A bit absurdly proud, he conveys this information to Percival through sensation, his hand rubbing over the spot, and a simple thought. I had to fit you somehow, I suppose.