Date: 2022-12-06 05:53 pm (UTC)
Nero takes the load he's given with a cough as he's nearly battered with the force of Cid's hips jerking with that one last push, and then gets up on his knees to grab a tissue and spit, coughing again.

"Well, didn't expect that to go all that well, but can't say I'm sad it did," Nero told him, before he leaned over and kissed Cid right below his nave. Then he clambered off the bed, stretching -- nude, lithe, riddled with war-scars and caring not a whit that Cid can watch every inch of him pull taut and then relax.

(He did it on purpose.)
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