A Musebox for Flying Squids

In the afterglow of both orgasm and shame, Estinien finds himself melting into the comfort that Gaius gives him. It's hard to think in this man's presence but in a soft way, like melting into an overly soft mattress - not the horrific maelstrom that was having Nidhogg screaming in the back of his head 24/7. His head tips up for the kisses and his fingers are light against Gaius's hip, only slowly trailing down to that erection he'd so misused.