[Corry very much wants to do the same, but he's the one who isn't tied up here, so he has a responsibility. Truthfully, this is actually one of his favorite parts -- being that safe place to come down from the dizzying high of trying something new and exciting, making sure that there's no terrifying drop.
So he's already tugging the knots loose, first Kyle's wrists, then his legs, then the web of rope over his chest, letting it fall loosely onto the messy bed. Then Corry’s shifting back, stretching out and wrapping Kyle in his arms, rubbing at the rope-marks on his wrists, kissing the back of his neck.] I gotcha, you're okay. You did so good, baby, so damn good.
['That was amazing,' is what Kyle opens his mouth to say. Instead he bursts into tears. He clings to Corry like he's the only thing keeping Kyle anchored to the earth, sobbing.]
I'm okay. I'm o-okay. I don't. I don't know why I'm c-crying.
[Corry’s still catching his breath, but he manages a soft laugh, smoothing a palm up and down Kyle's back, soothingly.]
Hey, hey, don't apologize, you're okay. You're all right. Crying's normal, all the adrenaline or something. I dunno, you're the smart one. [Corry reaches to tug a blanket up around Kyle, peppering his face with kisses.] You're okay, babe.
You don't have to talk yet, sugar. [It's soft, that syrupy drawl that Corry only gets post-sex slipping in. He keeps stroking up and down Kyle's back, smooth and rhythmic.] I'm not goin' anywhere, you just take your time. Catch your breath.
[This is normally the part where Corry pulls away, gets ready to leave. But he just repeats:] I'm not going anywhere.
[Corry preens a little, looking very proud of himself, then kisses Kyle's forehead once more.] Yeah, babe, be right back.
[After carefully disentangling himself, Corry’s back in a few moments with water -- and Tylenol and a washcloth.] You're gonna be sore tomorrow, but you shouldn't bruise, I don't think.
[He snorts, because of course Corry would manage to look smug at a time like this. He lays boneless for a moment, smiling stupidly even as tears dry on his cheeks.
Kyle forces himself to sit up when Corry returns so he can accept the water and pills.]
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Date: 2022-12-04 07:00 pm (UTC)So he's already tugging the knots loose, first Kyle's wrists, then his legs, then the web of rope over his chest, letting it fall loosely onto the messy bed. Then Corry’s shifting back, stretching out and wrapping Kyle in his arms, rubbing at the rope-marks on his wrists, kissing the back of his neck.] I gotcha, you're okay. You did so good, baby, so damn good.
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Date: 2022-12-04 08:16 pm (UTC)I'm okay. I'm o-okay. I don't. I don't know why I'm c-crying.
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Date: 2022-12-05 03:08 am (UTC)Hey, hey, don't apologize, you're okay. You're all right. Crying's normal, all the adrenaline or something. I dunno, you're the smart one. [Corry reaches to tug a blanket up around Kyle, peppering his face with kisses.] You're okay, babe.
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Date: 2022-12-05 03:45 am (UTC)Right. The, uhm. The drop. Wow.
Thank you. That was... wow.
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Date: 2022-12-05 08:14 am (UTC)[This is normally the part where Corry pulls away, gets ready to leave. But he just repeats:] I'm not going anywhere.
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Date: 2022-12-05 08:22 am (UTC)He smiles, wavery but genuinely happy.]
I know you're not.
Can I have some water? I think you fucked me so good that I'm dehydrated.
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Date: 2022-12-05 08:52 am (UTC)[After carefully disentangling himself, Corry’s back in a few moments with water -- and Tylenol and a washcloth.] You're gonna be sore tomorrow, but you shouldn't bruise, I don't think.
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Date: 2022-12-05 02:29 pm (UTC)Kyle forces himself to sit up when Corry returns so he can accept the water and pills.]
No? Pity. I like bruises.
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Date: 2022-12-06 04:58 am (UTC)[Then he's quiet, watching to make sure Kyle drinks all the water, before saying softly:] Thank you.
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Date: 2022-12-06 05:18 am (UTC)[He goes easily, looking satisfied.]
Hm? For what?
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Date: 2022-12-07 02:06 am (UTC)[Kyle shuts his eyes, exhausted.]
Mmm. I'll always be here.