Date: 2022-10-31 11:02 pm (UTC)
(Nero is too much of a coward to ask.)

Wheezing for air after he's been fucked legless, Nero let lets out a soft, pining whine as he feels the scratch of the beard and the soft warmth of Cid's kisses among it. His eyes open, briefly, still wet and then close.

"S'beard... good choice," he slurs, because so far that's the only words he can get out. He is sweaty, sticky, filthy, debauched here in his employer's bed, still trembling. He has no idea when he'll be able to get his legs back under him, but he does back one handed, to touch Cid's white hair, card his fingers through it with a tenderness he never otherwise will show.

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