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He felt his face flush as his wings dripped suddy water all over the sheets. Scar didn’t seem to care, though. His hand still lovingly rubbed the hollow bones that prodded through Grian’s hips as their legs mingled together. The avian’s messy nest of hair consumed Scar’s every breath as his soft cock pressed against the talker’s warm thigh.
Earlier, when Grian had just left the shower, he could tell Scar’s cock was half hard as they got comfortable in the bed. Maybe he was expecting something, or perhaps he was embarrassed. However, Grian could tell they were both tired, and they had an important server meeting in the morning, so it was best that nothing happened.
The smaller chirped as he nestled further into Scar’s warmth, feeling the rumble in his lover’s chest as Scar let out a small laugh in response. He wasn’t much of a cuddler but void was this the epitome of comfort. Scar was just so prefect. He didn’t even feel the wave of haze that hit him as sleep won over his mind…