Rest a moment

A few minutes pass.

Ethan finds himself on his back, Alex draped over him, hugging him tight, nuzzling slightly against his chest. Down south, both of their soft pricks are shushed together slightly, although Ethan feels trace signs of life from the two spent swords.

The pair of them are hot, sticky, and a bit sore, but at this moment neither of them would rather be anywhere else.

"This is nice." Alex muses, sighing slightly.

"Yeah..." Ethan agrees, letting out a relaxed sigh.

"Wish we could do this more often..." Alex's voice trails slightly, leading somewhere.

Ethan blinks a few times, trying to get his brain to properly figure out what Alex is hinting at. "Nothing's stopping us." He shrugs slightly, lifting Alex's chin up a touch.

Alex gives Ethan a wry smile. "You sure I don't have to take a number or something?"

Ethan frowns. He KNOWS what she's hinting at, but decides not to feed into it. "No. Anytime you want, we can do this..." Ethan shifts slightly, leaning his face towards Alex's, "And the other thing..."

A taste of strawberries finds him as he presses his lips against Alex's. Both of them stir down below, but neither fully wakes, the kiss not so much sexually stimulating as it is romantically inclined.

After a moment, Ethan shifts back, noticing a very doopy grin on Alex's face. "How about tomorrow?" She asks, a bit too enthusiastically.

"Aren't you hanging out with your friends tomorrow?" Ethan raises an eyebrow, recalling the reason he came here.

"Ah," Alex almost winces, "Well... You can join us if you want..."

Ethan takes a moment to chew on that. The idea of drinking with a bunch of eighteen-year-olds wasn't high up on his list of good-time ideas, but then again...

"I'll think about it."

Alex smiles slightly, seemingly content with the answer. "Cool... So..." she smiles playfully, "Got anywhere you need to be?"

Ethan feels her pretty little cock twitch. He's fairly sure she feels his do the same, for indeed it does fatten slightly. And yet...

"I have some errands," Ethan sighs, lamenting turning down a round two, "Sorry."

Alex pouts slightly, letting out a small 'hmph'. "Oh, I see how it is?"

Ethan smirks, "Oh? And how is it?"

"You don't like me."

Ethan scoffs slightly, then rolls over slightly.

His lips find Alex's again, this time, the intention not romantic. Down below, Alex feels something a bit more substantial than a little twitch.