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Started August 17, 2019 by Deleted user

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Zack laid back after a few hours of lovely pleasure, his mind still buzzing and his bare body still quivering slightly. It made all of the time he spent waiting absolutely worth it as he still clung to his mate, like a life source as the other relaxed against him, over him, where they figured out they belonged somewhere along the way. Both of them were too tired to go on, but they still wanted each other. Though Zack had done what he wanted to. He left a small nip in the base of his lover’s neck, effectively Marking him as his mate. The taste of Bryn still tingled in his mouth and his entire body sung still, even though Bryn had left his body a few minutes ago.

Bryn was laying half on top of Zack- one leg tanged with his, one arm slung over his hip. He panted lightly into Zack's neck, soft and spend and absolutely content for once in his life. He couldn't help but shiver each time he felt Zack's breath pan over him, too exhausted for another round yet completely desperate for one at the same time. A soft whine left his lips, muffled against Zack's skin. "Babe, I love you, but I think I'll actually die if we start fucking again."

(Oh Zack already bit his neck lmaooo sorry if that’s unclear)

Zack’s heavy breath stirred Bryn’s messy hair, where his head was so buzzy and felt so light it felt like it was just going to float off of his shoulders and leave the rest of his body. He couldn’t agree more with the thought statement, even though he was under the other. If he was given another round he probably wouldn’t be able to move the next day, he would be so sore. He already knew he’d be sore to hell, but it’d be worse, somehow. He nodded a little, just running his hands through the other’s hair slowly once more, shutting his eyes a little as he tried to catch all the things that had left him.

(Sorry, I must've misread it. I'll change it so it makes sense later)

Bryn was too tired to purr but his vocal cords were giving their best effort. Happy little buzzing noises fell from his lips as he savored the feeling of hands in his hair. They were both gross, but he didn't have the energy to get up or move just yet. Or possibly ever, based on how floaty he felt. He'd just lay here forever if he got the choice, even with the sticky feeling of something drying on his hip. "Babe, we're nasty."

Zack was a bit nastier than the other, but he did seem to care a bit more now that he had a better way of life.
“Maybe we should go take a bath then come back here?” He suggested lightly, already stirring a little to sit up. He didn’t wanna feel nasty and snuggle.

Bryn huffed and pushed himself up too, still leaning lightly on Zack. It was more of a cuddly instinct than anything else, and he pushed his face into the side of Zack's head once they were both fully sitting, breathing him in with a happy sigh. "Yeah, we should probably go while you can still walk."

Zack moved to his end of the bed and used him to carry some of his weight as he slowly stood, his legs threatening to give out on him but he brought the other along with him to the bathroom.
“It’ll just be in and out so we can scrub ourselves off, right?” He asked, glancing at his lover to smile.

Bryn supported Zack as well as he could, considering that the demon was much heavier and he was still a bit unstable himself. Still, he offered a lazy smile and they made it to the bathroom without and incidents. Jude set Zack down on the toilet, drawing the bath after taking a few minutes to figure out what was hot water and what was cold water. "I'm kind of in the mood for a soak, but we can just do an in 'n out if you want."

Zack relaxed into the toilet with a faint exhale, sitting back a little as he watched Bryn figure out his bathtub, but watching his body instead with worn earnest, his gaze flicking back to the other’s face when he straightened up and spoke.
“That’s cool, too,” He hummed softly, shutting his eyes a little.

Bryn laughed when he caught Zack's gaze flicking back to his face, leaning over the rim of the bathtub to feel the water and also show off his ass a little more. He wasn't going to stop teasing jude because they were both exhausted, that would just be silly. "Nah ah, Mr. You get to pick what we do because you're the one who's going to suffer later. What do you want to to?"

Zack continued to milk the view now that he was assured the other wouldn’t mind. “If we stay in there too long we might fall asleep. And that would make it worse. So let’s just wash it off and maybe our hair just in case some got there, then go back to the bed.” His joints already wished he was paired with his comfy bed again.

"Yeah, I'm due for a hair wash anyways." Bryn leaned over farther, getting up on his tiptoes to stir the water around with a hand. He was swaying from side to side lightly, half forgetting about showing off for Zack as he zoned in on the task at hand. "And you smell like a whorehouse on nickel night, so a full-body scrub's probably for the best."

Zack huffed and wrinkled his nose at the insult. “Excuse you. I’m not an actual whore so it’s your fault.” He forgot with his gazing and decided to be angry again, looking disgruntled. The teasing had not passed well with the Demon, who literally was used as a cum rag for free for most of the time he was up with Humans.

Bryn frowned at Zack's tone, mentally revisiting the insult and wincing when he realized he'd accidentally offended his lover instead of teasing him. He didn't know much about Zack's contracts back on earth, but he knew a lot of bad shit had gone down and a lot of it had to deal with being treated like a whore instead of a thinking, feeeling person. When he turned around there was already an apology in his eyes and one quickly passed his lips. "I'm sorry, Zack, I didn't mean it like that. You're a wonderful guy, it was wrong of me to even make the comparison."

Zack watched him with slight wariness but he sighed softly. “That’s ok. I know you didn’t mean it like that,” He quietly huffed, turning his gaze back down to the bathtub as a distraction. “Is the water ready yet?” He asked, standing up with a slight wince, but on his own this time.

Bryn nodded, hesitantly stepping forward in case he needed help. He didn't touch Zack though, not yet, not without permission, he just hoovered close until Zack was safely in the tub. Then he slid in to sit beside him, hissing softly as the water slid over him. "So… I know we're mated now, but… um… what does that mean, exactly?" He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling the little bite Zack had left there. His face felt warm.

Zack started rubbing off the crust on his hips and tummy, glancing up at the other as his fingers worked his own skin. It came off relatively good but he started washing off with soap anyway.
“We’re kind of married under the laws of this place. It’s just sort of like, oh, good job you’re bonded. It means nothing more than that you’re mine and you can’t run off with any other Demon. And you're a bit safer.”

Bryn hummed, grabbing a bottle of soap and going to town. He hated feeling filthy, even if he'd suffer through it for a couple more minutes of cuddling with Zack, so it was a relief to be able to scrub himself clean. "Well, it's not like I was gonna ditch you anyways. You're my one and only, I think we both realized that a while ago."

Zack didn’t respond as he started to wash his own hair, his legs curled up a little into criss-cross applesauce. He just scrubbed quietly, not saying anything as he zoned out. He seemed to be lost in thought, or maybe it was something else…

Bryn did his hair too but he rinsed quickly when he realized Zack was starting to zone out. He snapped his fingers in front of his face, trying to snap him out of it. "Zack, babe, is everything okay? Zack?"

Zack snapped to attention and he bared his teeth for a couple seconds at the waving hand, taken aback slightly, only to stop after realizing it was just him. He grunted softly and twitched his nose with a faint huffing sound.
“I’m fine.”

Bryn withdrew his fingers quickly, frowning at his answer. "What's got you so quiet?" he asked cautiously, not wanting to upset his mate any more than he already had. Was this a reaction to the whorehouse comment? Or was he just lost in thought after a few glorious hours of fucking?

Zack dipped his head to wash the shampoo out, moving on to conditioner and leaving his mate in silence as he worked. He decided not to answer said question as he conditioned his ends and made sure he was clean and smelling nice before getting out to dry off without any help from the other, though he was a little wavy on his feet.

Bryn scrambled to finish when Zack left the tub, hurridly rinsing off his hair before he unplugged the drain and stepped out. He shivered in the cold air, towling himself off quickly. A strange silence had overtaken the bathroom, growing weeds in Bryn's throat so that every time he tried to talk he just opened and closed his mouth uselessly without forcing out any words. He bit his lip after the third attempt to strike up conversation, leaving the room to put on some PJs and think up a game plan.