A breathy snarl is the only response. There's something to Lucius, he has to admit, reluctantly. Maybe he's just a well trained slut. Izzy can't help but follow the path of those fingers and though he is utterly spent, the image lingers and he wonders what else the boy will swallow.
"In your dreams..." He manages. He releases the headboard and pats Lucius' cheek with a gloved hand before doing himself up in a practiced one handed effort-shut it-- and collapsing beside him on the bed.
"No." He says it just to be contrary. "There isn't enough hot water in the world to wash this off me." Lucius he means. This whole situation.
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Date: 2022-06-19 12:46 am (UTC)"In your dreams..." He manages. He releases the headboard and pats Lucius' cheek with a gloved hand before doing himself up in a practiced one handed effort-shut it-- and collapsing beside him on the bed.
"No." He says it just to be contrary. "There isn't enough hot water in the world to wash this off me." Lucius he means. This whole situation.