[ If given a little time to come down from his climax, Tidus would have dealt with Inigo, surely. Given him some attention, but before the thought can come to mind - before he's in a position to care about much - there's a heat across his stomach, a weight next, before Inigo flops down next to him.
Still, he does get a thought. After Inigo speaks, Tidus takes his arm between them and wraps it around his shoulders. Just let his arm wiggle in there, bro, and it'll be doing your favourite thing: (one-armed-)hugging. ]
I loved it. [ And he'll respond too, a satisfied reply, comfortable, happy. The end to sex is always a mess he never wants to deal with, and he'll put off thinking about that now, and be thankful he stole bought wipes back in Kamakan for this.
(Until he remembers about his dick, anyway.)
He nuzzles his head towards Inigo, even if what he mostly gets is hair. ]
You wanna do that on the stage next time? Put on some sexy music, I'm in the audience...
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Still, he does get a thought. After Inigo speaks, Tidus takes his arm between them and wraps it around his shoulders. Just let his arm wiggle in there, bro, and it'll be doing your favourite thing: (one-armed-)hugging. ]
I loved it. [ And he'll respond too, a satisfied reply, comfortable, happy. The end to sex is always a mess he never wants to deal with, and he'll put off thinking about that now, and be thankful he
stolebought wipes back in Kamakan for this.(Until he remembers about his dick, anyway.)
He nuzzles his head towards Inigo, even if what he mostly gets is hair. ]
You wanna do that on the stage next time? Put on some sexy music, I'm in the audience...
[ Totally helping the mood. ]