[ Lazing in bed the next morning after a hearty jacking-off session that sent him right to sleep, he drags his phone across the blankets to see who's messaging him, frowning in his daze. He blinks widely at the name a moment later and the bottom falls out of his stomach.
He curses as the sheets, sticky from the night before and now peeling away grossly from his thighs, need escaping from and his boxers re-discovered before he can reply. Fjord is in the kitchen brewing coffee before he figures out what to send back, rubbing a hand over his face as he groans at his own eagerness, feeling like he's been caught peeping through a keyhole. ]
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He curses as the sheets, sticky from the night before and now peeling away grossly from his thighs, need escaping from and his boxers re-discovered before he can reply. Fjord is in the kitchen brewing coffee before he figures out what to send back, rubbing a hand over his face as he groans at his own eagerness, feeling like he's been caught peeping through a keyhole. ]
i told you, you're beautiful
[ It's true, he did! Fair point. ]