[It's getting harder and harder to hold himself back, and when those words spill from Zed's lips, Ranpo is a goner. Likewise, he isn't thinking about what he's saying, the words just coming out.]
I'm yours, I'm yours-- nng, Zed...!
[He spills over his hand with a breathy cry, leaving a mess on his stomach as he arches his back up off the mattress. But he keeps his face pointedly in Zed's direction, not wanting to miss the moment he comes -- and wanting him to see just how much pleasure he's giving him, without even the need to touch him.]
[Ranpo's such a sight to behold in his throes, and Zed's heart is thundering for him. He wants to remember this moment just like he remembers the day he returned from Hellsalem's Lot. Even on the cusp of his own climax, the fishman makes sure to burn the image of the detective's pleasure into his mind.]
...Ranpo...You're too good.
[With one last muffled grunt, Zed's shoulders hunch as he releases into his hand. His mouth opens as if panting through the electric fog that clouds his mind, and a full-body shudder passes through him. It's a vulnerable moment for only Ranpo to see.
...He'll put off thinking about draining and replacing the water. For now, he's just going to the orgasmic bliss while it stays with him.]
[If he hadn't just come himself, the sight of Zed's orgasm sweeping through him would have gotten him hard again in an instant. He pants openly as he comes down from his own high, eyes locked on the screen, locked on Zed.]
[This isn't what he was expecting when he got that text from Zed, but he's certainly not complaining about the direction things went.]
Ahh... now I really wish you were here. It's not the same if I can't cuddle with you after.
[It takes him a moment to collect himself, but when he does, Zed shoots back a slightly flustered smile.]
I'd like that.
[Despite feeling boneless, the camera returns to his hand and focuses on his face as he moves to stand. This isn't how he thought his day would go, but it's turning out nicely.]
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I'm yours, I'm yours-- nng, Zed...!
[He spills over his hand with a breathy cry, leaving a mess on his stomach as he arches his back up off the mattress. But he keeps his face pointedly in Zed's direction, not wanting to miss the moment he comes -- and wanting him to see just how much pleasure he's giving him, without even the need to touch him.]
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...Ranpo...You're too good.
[With one last muffled grunt, Zed's shoulders hunch as he releases into his hand. His mouth opens as if panting through the electric fog that clouds his mind, and a full-body shudder passes through him. It's a vulnerable moment for only Ranpo to see.
...He'll put off thinking about draining and replacing the water. For now, he's just going to the orgasmic bliss while it stays with him.]
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[This isn't what he was expecting when he got that text from Zed, but he's certainly not complaining about the direction things went.]
Ahh... now I really wish you were here. It's not the same if I can't cuddle with you after.
[He flashes a slightly lopsided grin.]
So maybe I should come over later for round two?
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I'd like that.
[Despite feeling boneless, the camera returns to his hand and focuses on his face as he moves to stand. This isn't how he thought his day would go, but it's turning out nicely.]
I'll leave the door unlocked.
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[Excuse this sap as he kisses the bottom of his phone -- giving the look of leaning in for a kiss without the awkward lips-on-camera-lens shot.]
THE END