“Mmm, very attentive.” Seymour stretched, trying to swallow back a yawn.
“Tired, mystella?”
“Stella?”
Sariel’s grin turned shy. “It meansstar.”
“Wow. Don’t think I’ve ever been anybody’s star before.” Seymour chuckled, though he quickly added, “I like it.”
“Good.” Sariel pushed the towel underneath Seymour and then reached for the blankets to tuck them both in. He snuggled in close, wrapping his wings around Seymour. “I… I like you.”
“I like you too.” Seymour dropped his head on Sariel’s shoulder, letting his eyes close. “Like that dick too.”
“I am very glad you were pleased.”
“Oh, fuckin’verypleased. You really get off on that Daddy stuff, huh? Bein’ in charge?”
“Yes.” Sariel hummed thoughtfully. “I imagine it is because I have so little control in other aspects of my life. Being able to take it back in an intimate setting is quite thrilling for me.”
“You can take it whenever the fuck you want.” Seymour groaned. “Fuck.”
“Are you all right?” Sariel sounded worried. “Do you require healing?”
“No, no.” Seymour rubbed Sariel’s chest. “I… I kinda like it.”
“Like what?”
“Bein’ sore. Feelin’ you there. Reminds me that it really happened.”
“I can assure you that it did.”
“I know, but I like feelin’ it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Very sure.”
“And your emotional state is satisfied and stable?”
“I mean, is anyone’s really?” Seymour laughed.
“Seymour, I?—”
“I know, I know,” Seymour cut in gently. “I know you’re tryin’ to check on me after gettin’ my soul pounded out by your awesome angel dick.” He could practically taste Sariel blushing. “I promise I’m fine, I’m good, and I definitely can’t wait to do it again.”
“All right, so, youdodesire more sexual relations at this time?”
“Not right this second.”
Sariel whined. “But you said you cannot wait.”
“Okay, how ’bout I can wait, but I am really lookin’ forward to it?”
“I will accept that.”
“Night, Sariel.”
“Good night, Seymour.”
