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[The sound of his phone cut through his sleep, making Darryn groan and force his head into the nearest pillow. It wasn't an alarm though, a phone call. He blindly reached for his phone, squinting at the read out before he answered.]

It's early. [He didn't actually know if it was early or not, but Gabe was going to get the whine anyway.]

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[Panting hard and with his thigh muscles shaking with excursion and ignoring his body's pleas for more, Darryn rubbed his face against Gabe's cheek, jaw and neck. Enjoying the heat of his body.]

Yeah. I... ahh... like you too, Irish. [He got his hand free from the bedsheets to find Gabe's hand, smiling widely before he bit his lip as he pulled out - but not away.

[He settled himself more comfortably on top of Gabe, nuzzling and cuddling against him.] I really like you

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[ Gabe almost grumbled in appreciation, a semi-feral purr as he slowly wrapped his arms around Darryn, stroking fingers down his spine. He focused on finding his breath, steadying his heart and still ignoring fear tugging at the corners of his eyes.

He wanted to enjoy the afterglow, the joy and cuddles Darryn was giving him, so he did his best to push it down, lifting his head to kiss Darryn's forehead as he chuckled ]

I guess'd as mooch- I dun't fink yer'd do me like dat if yer didn't like me!

Wouldn't let you do me like that either. Christmas present or not.

[Darryn pressed soft kisses over Gabe's lips and jaw, stroking his own fingers over Gabe's neck and shoulders, massaging gently. He knew the intensity of getting fucked, he wanted to take care of his Irish now that intenseness was gone.]

You're okay, yeah? I didn't hurt you, right?

[ Gabe sighed, his eyes held closed for a while as he kept petting down Darryn's back. His fingers barely dancing down his spine, twitching against any catch his own hands did, refusing to put any kind of tug against the boy.

He snorted to himself, smiling as he blindly reached up to stroke his fingers through Darryn's hair ]

Am gud, nowt 'urt at all. I'd tell yer if i 'urt- i am a wee bit sore now mind, but it aint dat bad. Are yer okay yerself Sol?

Well, yeah. Gotta be a bit sore. Imagine how I feel after taking your massive dick, Irish.

Mmn. Yeah. Oh yeah. I'm more than okay. [Darryn watched Gabe's face, but as much as the man usually wore every emotion all over it, with his eyes closed it was harder to read him. He tilted his head into Gabe's hand, rubbing up against his palm as he considered.

[It was weird for Gabe to avoid looking at him.] Hey. [He said gently, stroking over Gabe's features with equal gentleness.] Where are you right now, Irish?

[ It wasn't his intention to worry Darryn, not at all but something about being that vulnerable, that... small, sort of terrified him.

He shook his head, opening his eyes to look at Darryn. ] I dunno luv, sumwhere?

[ He sighed, lifting his head up to press his forehead against Darryn's, an innocent attempt to push all the love he had in him into his sunshine. ]

[Darryn gently pushed his forehead back against Gabe's, nuzzling against him with a reassuring smile and a gentle kiss.] It's okay, its intense huh?

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