Carlisle smiles at Glacius once more, closing his eyes and allowing the alien to groom his hair, relishing the feeling of the mandible as it grazes his scalp. "I shall endeavor to tell you that more often, then," he notes with a sigh of satisfaction, fighting the weariness as it sets into his muscles in the wake of their exhausting venture.
Unfortunately, the rest of his body fights him soon enough. As the minutes tick by, the warmth he'd felt when in the throes of passion works against him, that sheen of sweater across his skin leaving him shivering again in the chilly air of the shed. He grits his teeth, his wrists stiff as he pulls one of the furs atop himself, trying to keep warm.
"As much as I truly enjoy these moments," he says quietly, just above the sound of the rain, "Perhaps we should return to our protective layers before too long. I... I do worry about you."
After all, he may be cold, but he knows Glacius must be far from it without his icy armor.
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Date: 2017-06-23 08:47 am (UTC)Unfortunately, the rest of his body fights him soon enough. As the minutes tick by, the warmth he'd felt when in the throes of passion works against him, that sheen of sweater across his skin leaving him shivering again in the chilly air of the shed. He grits his teeth, his wrists stiff as he pulls one of the furs atop himself, trying to keep warm.
"As much as I truly enjoy these moments," he says quietly, just above the sound of the rain, "Perhaps we should return to our protective layers before too long. I... I do worry about you."
After all, he may be cold, but he knows Glacius must be far from it without his icy armor.