[oh, the sweet, euphoric feeling of getting filled with warm, powerful essence and feeling it in the deepest part of himself. it's enough to bring him to release as well, spilling onto mostly linhardt (oops) with a loud, unabashed cry. he fucks himself on linhardt just a few more times, enjoying the sharp pangs of overstimulation, before settling to catch his bearings.]
Your essence... is spectacular.
[he thinks he's going to enjoy it here if so many people are going to have such amazing essence like linhardt's.
after a moment, he pulls himself off to carefully scooch closer to the nightstand, where he has helpfully moved his vial and incubator setup for ease of collecting samples. he props a leg up on the nightstand and moves a vial between his legs for the sexy, sexy process of extraction. he corks it then sets it in the warming chamber to analyze later. then he takes his notebook and flops in the pillows next to linhardt, writing out the data from linhardt's essence readings. and also the readings from linhardt's earlier experiment, which was actually incredibly helpful for rei's own research as well.]
Lin hearing that like 'just gonna put a bag over my face forever now thx'
[ Linhardt exhales the polite acknowledgement between deep, tired breaths. He enjoys having sex. It is also a strenuous physical activity and Linhardt is prone to exhaustion. So while Rei gets up and starts doing...something, Linhardt takes the opportunity to return to his favorite position: Lying down. He yawns and snuggles into the pillow, completely heedless of the semen spilled across his body. It will be there when he wakes up. Now it's time to sleep.
He barely moves when Rei joins him, seeming for all intents and purposes to be dead to the world, lying there with closed eyes and quiet breaths. At least until he speaks one drowsy sentences, fighting off the Prince of Dreams for one more minute so he can express something truly important:]
[he looks over at his practically-already-asleep companion. he enjoyed their time together immensely, which is... not really that usual for rei. sex is a means to an end for him, which is why this resort suits his needs just fine. it's clearly not the case for linhardt, but rei finds he doesn't really mind. his company is and was so incredibly enjoyable, that rei is actually looking forward to the next time they can meet.
it's been quite some time since he last had someone he could research with. that guy turned out to be crazy, but linhardt is proving to be otherwise. which is awesome, because sometimes you just want to bounce theories off of someone else who knows what you're talking about.
he writes the last of his notes on their encounter before climbing out of bed with a biiiig stretch. linhardt was his last... "appointment" so to speak for the day, so he doesn't have to kick him out. he'll just let the guy sleep. he at least grabs some tissues off the nightstand to clean linhardt up for him - which, again, is not a usual service rei provides, but... he figured he'd pay him back for the good time and even better conversation.
he brushes back some hair from linhardt's face, presses his lips to his temple.] They'll be ready whenever you wake up.
[and now - he believes he has a copious amount of notes to read thanks to his new acquaintance. he pulls his robe back on and settles down at the table with the notes and plenty of fruit to keep himself fed for the rest of the night. whenever linhardt wakes up, rei will be there, asleep on folded arms, a half-eaten apple and a copy of his transcribed notes next to him.]
( OOC: I think we can wrap up here? Honestly, Linhardt is gonna sleep for a while. Sex is tiring. He's a tired boy. )
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[ Practically, nothing. Linhardt is dead to the world - he makes a small noise and moves underneath Rei's hands when the other graciously cleans Linhardt but he doesn't awake. Instead, he turns over on his side, curling into a fetal position for a moment before throwing one leg to the side, sticking one bare foot out under the sheets to regulate his temperature. He's happy to sleep for hours, and whether Rei is there when Linhardt wakes up is of no concern to him. He's comfortable, warm, and resting. He is, for the moment, happy. ]
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but then rei can't see lin's cute faces hehe he'll take the speechlessness
Your essence... is spectacular.
[he thinks he's going to enjoy it here if so many people are going to have such amazing essence like linhardt's.
after a moment, he pulls himself off to carefully scooch closer to the nightstand, where he has helpfully moved his vial and incubator setup for ease of collecting samples. he props a leg up on the nightstand and moves a vial between his legs for the sexy, sexy process of extraction. he corks it then sets it in the warming chamber to analyze later. then he takes his notebook and flops in the pillows next to linhardt, writing out the data from linhardt's essence readings. and also the readings from linhardt's earlier experiment, which was actually incredibly helpful for rei's own research as well.]
Lin hearing that like 'just gonna put a bag over my face forever now thx'
[ Linhardt exhales the polite acknowledgement between deep, tired breaths. He enjoys having sex. It is also a strenuous physical activity and Linhardt is prone to exhaustion. So while Rei gets up and starts doing...something, Linhardt takes the opportunity to return to his favorite position: Lying down. He yawns and snuggles into the pillow, completely heedless of the semen spilled across his body. It will be there when he wakes up. Now it's time to sleep.
He barely moves when Rei joins him, seeming for all intents and purposes to be dead to the world, lying there with closed eyes and quiet breaths. At least until he speaks one drowsy sentences, fighting off the Prince of Dreams for one more minute so he can express something truly important:]
Remember to make me a copy.
no!! too pretty to put a bag over it!!!
it's been quite some time since he last had someone he could research with. that guy turned out to be crazy, but linhardt is proving to be otherwise. which is awesome, because sometimes you just want to bounce theories off of someone else who knows what you're talking about.
he writes the last of his notes on their encounter before climbing out of bed with a biiiig stretch. linhardt was his last... "appointment" so to speak for the day, so he doesn't have to kick him out. he'll just let the guy sleep. he at least grabs some tissues off the nightstand to clean linhardt up for him - which, again, is not a usual service rei provides, but... he figured he'd pay him back for the good time and even better conversation.
he brushes back some hair from linhardt's face, presses his lips to his temple.] They'll be ready whenever you wake up.
[and now - he believes he has a copious amount of notes to read thanks to his new acquaintance. he pulls his robe back on and settles down at the table with the notes and plenty of fruit to keep himself fed for the rest of the night. whenever linhardt wakes up, rei will be there, asleep on folded arms, a half-eaten apple and a copy of his transcribed notes next to him.]
Bag. NOW.
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[ Practically, nothing. Linhardt is dead to the world - he makes a small noise and moves underneath Rei's hands when the other graciously cleans Linhardt but he doesn't awake. Instead, he turns over on his side, curling into a fetal position for a moment before throwing one leg to the side, sticking one bare foot out under the sheets to regulate his temperature. He's happy to sleep for hours, and whether Rei is there when Linhardt wakes up is of no concern to him. He's comfortable, warm, and resting. He is, for the moment, happy. ]