Izzy does himself up and moves away, flushed and bothered, and Lucius cannot bring himself to sit up. His arms feel loose and heavy and he just chuckles as Izzy hisses and insults him. Big words for a man who just spent himself in Lucius's hand while rutting against his cock.

"Really? I kind of want to just bathe in this," Lucius drawls and waves his cleaner hand about to gesture at the air around them. "How awkward for you, after all, enjoying my touch and company."

He turns then, just a little on his side, lounging without a care that he's nude or that his hair is mussed, or that he has both their spend drying on his stomach.

"Honestly, I'm a little surprised you're not taking full advantage while you have the excuse. After today, you'll have to admit you actually want it."