₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒.
๋࣭⭑ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : what are the boys like when you both come down from your tender highs? when the kisses slow and you're chest to chest? what happens afterwards?
๋࣭⭑ 𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 : bc we can never get enough from these men (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ just a small little something to feed you guys, will be back with more detailed requests <3
𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄 . . . likes to listen to your heartbeat. As your highs finally come down and you seem to look at him through a clearer gaze he likes to lower his head till his nose is brushing right against your pulse point, closing his eyes. There's always a faint hum he can hear, the rhythmic pitter patter of your heart that pulses through your body, tuning in to listen to it. His hands often like to rest on your chest or even skim your next as he pulls you into him, spooning you from behind. Every now and then you'll feel a gentle kiss being presses against the crevice of where your neck meets your jaw, followed by a soft yet calculated, "Keep breathing. We can clean up and eat something once your heart rate has gone down a bit." It's always endearing to see Zayne's concern for you bleed through even during tender moments like these.
𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋 . . . likes to draw miscellaneous shapes onto your bare skin. His fingers are soft as they trace lines and curves, imaginary strokes of a brush all over your heated skin. He adores seeing you like this, glowing, ethereal, "Like something straight out of a masterpiece." Rafayel often finds himself lazily kissing your body, taking his time as he drags his lips from one inch of skin to the next, adorning you with whispers of appreciation. And don't even think about disturbing him, you just might end up with a bite mark or two on the insides of your thighs. Not that he minds, of course. You're his pretty thing and he gets to paint you however he pleases.
𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . . . likes to hear you talk. Emotions often run at an all time high after such an intense scene, so Xavier likes to be a soft landing for you to fall onto, steady ground as you come down from your orgasm. He's always there to catch you. His favorite thing to do is reel you right into his bare chest, skin against skin, heart against heart and murmur, "How are you feeling? Is there anything on your mind? Anything I can get you?" His voice is gentle, silk woven around his words as he speaks and everytime he does you can feel the comforting hum of his chest. He excels at listening, letting you bounce anything and everything off of him as he cradles you close.
