[That smile only widens as her ears twitch. She is, unfortunately, almost too cute to handle. Someone better wipe that dumb look off his face.]
I don't mind. Be happy to get you taken care of. All part of what we did, you know. It's uh... [Give him a second...] Aftercare, that's what they call it.
[He does look mildly confused at Nicole's second question. He's pretty sure he's had partners of the opposite sex mention that from time to time? Unfortunately, it is very much the kind of question that doesn't apply to his body, so... ]
From my understanding... uh, yeah?
[Sorry, he's uh... just scratching his head with one hand, looking like an absolute idiot while still inside her. This is who you've tied yourself to, Nicole.]
[ The afterglow is starting to wear off and with it comes a… healthy dose of embarrassment. Let there be no doubt: there is not a hint of regret present in this angel. She would gladly do this again immediately. Or as soon as possible. A hundred times over. But now that she is thinking back on it, the mere fact that they had fallen into bed with another so quickly…
In a useless attempt to stave off the abruptly boiling heat in her cheeks, Nicole slaps her hands over her face and burrows into her palms. She even twists to partially tuck her head, hands and all, into the mattress. It does absolutely nothing to muffle her mental voice. ]
Gosh, if – you're certain! A shower would likely be nice… I should certainly brush my hair, at least. Hmm. It – how do I word this? I am not concerned about it hurting when you, ah, separate from me, but I almost cannot imagine you touching me in any capacity down there so soon after! I am…
[ Nicole clears her proverbial throat. ] Perhaps I am somewhat concerned about how my body might react! We have only just – I mean, I am assuredly fatigued, the exertion was clear and obvious, but somehow I believe the – never mind. If it is normal!
Oh, I think I see where you're coming from. [His laughter turns a little smoky at the edges, a husky sound that speaks to a spark of desire. From the sounds of it, Nicole is plenty spent but...] You're worried you might get worked up again, right?
[And though he perhaps knows that he shouldn't, Varka finds himself making a show of licking his lips as his gaze flicks downward. Oh, the things he could do to her right now. The things he almost wanted to do. Right now, he's holding back simply because he wants Nicole to be able to recover and call the shots.
Which is why he offers up, just as enthusiastic:]
If you want, I can brush your hair out afterward. I got pretty good at braiding lately, you know that? I do Aino's hair every now and again.
[ The sound of his laughter alone, warm and low and with enough of a rasp to suggest he's discerned meaning from her rambling, reintroduces a particular heat to Nicole's something.
This alone would be more than enough to set her face to prickling. When Varka's gaze rakes down between their bodies and his tongue grazes over his lips, Nicole's entire head abruptly feels incendiary.
She flushes a brilliant cherry red, from the top of her head down to her collarbone. Even the tips of her ears color. She pointedly averts her gaze, finding the mere suggestion of looking at him directly to be an abruptly dangerous prospect. If he was going to look at her like that...
Nicole shuffles her entire body on the mattress, all shyly shimmying shoulders and flustered bends of her arms. When she manages to reply, it's a ghost of a thing, barely even loud enough to filter through their connection. ]
Oh, um, I see. That... does sound like it... might be pleasant.
[Even the way she shifts, minor though it is, reminds him of where he's currently positioned. A low sigh works through him, which is far better than the deep groan he bites off. He's far more interested in what Nicole has to offer him elsewhere than all of that, but he can't deny that she doesn't feel good, even now.]
We'd have to separate, you know. Think you can bear being away from me?
[He's pushing his luck, teasing Nicole like this. But maybe he can't help himself. Even if her squirming sends lightning bolts of want and need down his spine, she looks so adorable when she does it. It makes his grin turn positively toothy.]
Course, we could just hop in the shower and clean off. I can do your hair, and we can get some sleep. [His tone softens, just a little.] Whatever you want, Nicole.
[ This is an unenviable position to be in. Having wholly thought that this body of hers had been satiated, enjoying the deepness of their connection during her first, true interaction with another on this level... only for that desire to remain nearly intact after the whole affair has been said and done!
Varka isn't helping matters. He's making all manner of sounds, and he's teasing her, and he is right there. He's warm, and attractive, and yes, she wants him. This is ridiculous. She is an angel, for Celestia's sake. A creature of elegance and distance!
Maybe once they are not so... tied together, the urge would subside. For the time-being, she is staunchly not looking at him. She is averting her eyes. If she is not looking at him, she will not be tempted to request he roll them over and... ]
Ahem! I'm... sure I will be able to bear it. Surely once we are... separated, my mind will be more open to reasonable suggestions, such as getting clean and resting. It would be the... well-minded thing to do, after all.
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Date: 2026-04-01 06:23 am (UTC)I don't mind. Be happy to get you taken care of. All part of what we did, you know. It's uh... [Give him a second...] Aftercare, that's what they call it.
[He does look mildly confused at Nicole's second question. He's pretty sure he's had partners of the opposite sex mention that from time to time? Unfortunately, it is very much the kind of question that doesn't apply to his body, so... ]
From my understanding... uh, yeah?
[Sorry, he's uh... just scratching his head with one hand, looking like an absolute idiot while still inside her. This is who you've tied yourself to, Nicole.]
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Date: 2026-04-01 06:49 am (UTC)In a useless attempt to stave off the abruptly boiling heat in her cheeks, Nicole slaps her hands over her face and burrows into her palms. She even twists to partially tuck her head, hands and all, into the mattress. It does absolutely nothing to muffle her mental voice. ]
Gosh, if – you're certain! A shower would likely be nice… I should certainly brush my hair, at least. Hmm. It – how do I word this? I am not concerned about it hurting when you, ah, separate from me, but I almost cannot imagine you touching me in any capacity down there so soon after! I am…
[ Nicole clears her proverbial throat. ] Perhaps I am somewhat concerned about how my body might react! We have only just – I mean, I am assuredly fatigued, the exertion was clear and obvious, but somehow I believe the – never mind. If it is normal!
[ Girl. Breathe. ]
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Date: 2026-04-02 01:24 am (UTC)[And though he perhaps knows that he shouldn't, Varka finds himself making a show of licking his lips as his gaze flicks downward. Oh, the things he could do to her right now. The things he almost wanted to do. Right now, he's holding back simply because he wants Nicole to be able to recover and call the shots.
Which is why he offers up, just as enthusiastic:]
If you want, I can brush your hair out afterward. I got pretty good at braiding lately, you know that? I do Aino's hair every now and again.
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Date: 2026-04-02 02:12 am (UTC)This alone would be more than enough to set her face to prickling. When Varka's gaze rakes down between their bodies and his tongue grazes over his lips, Nicole's entire head abruptly feels incendiary.
She flushes a brilliant cherry red, from the top of her head down to her collarbone. Even the tips of her ears color. She pointedly averts her gaze, finding the mere suggestion of looking at him directly to be an abruptly dangerous prospect. If he was going to look at her like that...
Nicole shuffles her entire body on the mattress, all shyly shimmying shoulders and flustered bends of her arms. When she manages to reply, it's a ghost of a thing, barely even loud enough to filter through their connection. ]
Oh, um, I see. That... does sound like it... might be pleasant.
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Date: 2026-04-02 04:55 pm (UTC)[Even the way she shifts, minor though it is, reminds him of where he's currently positioned. A low sigh works through him, which is far better than the deep groan he bites off. He's far more interested in what Nicole has to offer him elsewhere than all of that, but he can't deny that she doesn't feel good, even now.]
We'd have to separate, you know. Think you can bear being away from me?
[He's pushing his luck, teasing Nicole like this. But maybe he can't help himself. Even if her squirming sends lightning bolts of want and need down his spine, she looks so adorable when she does it. It makes his grin turn positively toothy.]
Course, we could just hop in the shower and clean off. I can do your hair, and we can get some sleep. [His tone softens, just a little.] Whatever you want, Nicole.
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Date: 2026-04-03 02:53 am (UTC)Varka isn't helping matters. He's making all manner of sounds, and he's teasing her, and he is right there. He's warm, and attractive, and yes, she wants him. This is ridiculous. She is an angel, for Celestia's sake. A creature of elegance and distance!
Maybe once they are not so... tied together, the urge would subside. For the time-being, she is staunchly not looking at him. She is averting her eyes. If she is not looking at him, she will not be tempted to request he roll them over and... ]
Ahem! I'm... sure I will be able to bear it. Surely once we are... separated, my mind will be more open to reasonable suggestions, such as getting clean and resting. It would be the... well-minded thing to do, after all.