[ Waver can't be sure whether they gave it a good run or not either, though it's because he's not nearly that old and he's very inexperienced. But he feels like they did a good job. And he's glad that things worked out the way they did in the end. When he thinks about it, running into Dylas over running into a stranger worked out spectacularly in his favor. Things could have been much more embarrassing or just flat out worse.
It is hot, and he's on the verge of getting aroused again, but Waver lets himself be pulled in closer. He lets the mess be made into a bigger mess, and he lets Dylas hold him there with his hand on his back. He likes it. He's not sure he wants to go back to being alone so soon. ]
I should... I should be thanking you. It's my fault this happened...
[ His cheeks get red just thinking about how this all started, but he has nowhere to hide his face but against Dylas. ]
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It is hot, and he's on the verge of getting aroused again, but Waver lets himself be pulled in closer. He lets the mess be made into a bigger mess, and he lets Dylas hold him there with his hand on his back. He likes it. He's not sure he wants to go back to being alone so soon. ]
I should... I should be thanking you. It's my fault this happened...
[ His cheeks get red just thinking about how this all started, but he has nowhere to hide his face but against Dylas. ]