[Hmmm. It's comfortable here, but it's the middle of the day, so it's not too hard to wake up, right now. Especially when he feels someone staring at him. His eyes open slowly, with a few blinks, and then there's a quiet smile tugging at his lips, and he smooths a hand over the front of Dextera's chest.]
[ A rare forward flirting comment from Guren... He lifts his hand again, brushes some hair from Dextera’s face, and then shifts to stand up, feeling pretty gross himself. They need showers, but sadly they can’t get that here. ]
Let’s get cleaned up.
[ He thought ahead and brought water, but it’s limited and cold, so... He extends his hand to Dextera. ] Move slow, in case you’re sore.
[HOW ELSE DOES HE REPLY TO THIS It's so funny... But he keeps his real comments back and leaves it at that, moving back and towards the bathroom in this little hut. Honestly, he could have put this water anywhere, but the bathroom seemed a fine place.
There's a washcloth inside that he reaches for, glancing back to Dextera.]
[ dextera has to take a moment to consider his own condition… but aside from soreness, he feels fine. tomorrow, he thinks he’ll be back to normal completely, and the soreness is kind of a reminder of what they did.
he nods, smiling a little shyly as he very, very tenderly takes a seat on an old stool for the bath. ]
Still weird. Maybe… [ he spells it out. ] “Slimy.”
That's gross. [AGAIN WITH THIS... Anyway, he wets the washcloth, then moves over next to Dextera.]
If we had running water, we could have a shower or a bath... But right now, I'll just clean you up like this, and you can take a real bath later.
[He's going to start with scrubbing at his stomach for him. Which, to be fair, Dextera could do on his own... but Guren is responsible for this in the first place, so he's going to help.]
[ it tickles, a little, to have guren teasing his stomach with the washcloth like that—but dextera dutifully remains still, listening to guren as he talks. ]
What about you?
[ guren didn’t get half as gross, but how does he feel, anyway? ]
[The water, now that he's scrubbing it on Dextera, seems to be a bit soapy! He's trying his best and so am I.]
I feel good. I mean, I'm not really clean yet, either... But we're getting there. [He doesn't seem to mind being close in his touches, considering this an intimate moment still. His free hand is on Dextera's shoulder as he scrubs, and he's very tender.]
[ dextera doesn’t think he needs to say again how much he enjoyed it, but his cheeks burn with the reminder of what they did—the emotional value of it, at least. ]
What was that?
[ he shapes the bottle with his hands, referring to the coconut oil. ]
[Do you know how long he had to mash up coconuts and separate shit and sieve it. He was dedicated. He thought it would be best since it smelled nice, too, even if it was now a dried sort of yellow on his skin. It's fine.]
I've got a good amount from a handful of coconuts, at least, but when we run out of those... [Well. Maybe Dave can grow coconuts, too.]
[ guren trails off like it’s something ominous, but dextera is already thinking ahead. estelle and joshua have more coconuts than any one household should have, after all. ]
Estelle and Joshua [ disgustingly, although he has separate names for the both of them, he signs their duo as Brights ] have a lot.
[ discussing big bro post-coitus may not be the most romantic thing, but they’re talking technicalities anyway. estelle and joshua let him have a coconut to give to sinistra! surely they would let him have one for sex.
he watches guren’s hand move lower, and he feels like reaching out to brush over guren’s skin so he does. it’s not meaningful or anything—he just wanted to enhance their contact. ]
[ “it’s different” is just a nicer way of saying “yes” without actually saying yes, guren! dextera winces, suddenly mortified, and he starts to take the cloth.
actually, he can clean himself!! thank you though!!! ]
Wait— [ He doesn’t stop Dextera from taking the cloth, technically, but he does immediately grab onto that hand. ]
I’m not doing this because I think you don’t know how. I’m doing it because it’s part of being close. ...You can clean me off when you try it on me, too.
[ Ugh, he sucks at all of this. ] You’re not mooching. I just... the way I was raised makes it hard for me to ask anyone else for anything. Don’t hold it like a standard.
[ dextera relaxes when guren starts to explain himself, at least. he’d come here with his own odd understanding of the world, but he never thought to turn away help when it was offered to him except in certain specific cases.
he just doesn’t want to be a burden, even for the little things. ]
I need… a lot of help and patience. [ he pushes the cloth back into guren’s hand, gently. ] But I like learning with you.
[ it feels a little silly that they’re having this conversation after everything, earlier—and so when dextera shifts, naturally moving forward to help guide guren’s hand over his legs, he leans in and steals a loving kiss. ]
…
[ he just loves guren. he can’t help these feelings at all. ]
[That's... overwhelming in some silly way. His heart swells in his chest, he kisses back with just as much love, if not more, and he doesn't stop moving the washcloth but it's a lot more distracted.
When the kiss ends, he breathes out against Dextera's lips and smiles, lingering there.]
I'm still cleaning you up and you're making me want to go again. [He is rarely horny aloud like this, only gay feelings can manage this]
[ dextera would love to go again, but he’s pretty sure that he needs to give himself a rest. it doesn’t mean they can’t fool around, but that specific activity might need some time. ]
Hmm.
[ he’s smiling, though, so it’s probably a good hmm. ]
Hmm? [He mimics it right back, grinning as he leans in again. He doesn't care that he's hunched over all awkward to kiss Dextera when one of them is sitting and the other is standing. It's fun to fool around... he's never gotten to do that before.
And so, even if his mimicked hmm was meant as a question for what Dextera was thinking, he kisses him to steal his attention back to this.]
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Did the gross catch up to you?
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…weird.
[ the come has dried on his stomach, but maybe it’s the moisture that keeps his thighs slick and soft. it sounds nice, but it’s unpleasantly odd. ]
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[ A rare forward flirting comment from Guren... He lifts his hand again, brushes some hair from Dextera’s face, and then shifts to stand up, feeling pretty gross himself. They need showers, but sadly they can’t get that here. ]
Let’s get cleaned up.
[ He thought ahead and brought water, but it’s limited and cold, so... He extends his hand to Dextera. ] Move slow, in case you’re sore.
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Oof.
[ doing it in the first place was nice, even incredible, but the aftermath is quite a lot to get used to. ]
You’re big.
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[HOW ELSE DOES HE REPLY TO THIS It's so funny... But he keeps his real comments back and leaves it at that, moving back and towards the bathroom in this little hut. Honestly, he could have put this water anywhere, but the bathroom seemed a fine place.
There's a washcloth inside that he reaches for, glancing back to Dextera.]
How are you feeling now?
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he nods, smiling a little shyly as he very, very tenderly takes a seat on an old stool for the bath. ]
Still weird. Maybe… [ he spells it out. ] “Slimy.”
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That's gross. [AGAIN WITH THIS... Anyway, he wets the washcloth, then moves over next to Dextera.]
If we had running water, we could have a shower or a bath... But right now, I'll just clean you up like this, and you can take a real bath later.
[He's going to start with scrubbing at his stomach for him. Which, to be fair, Dextera could do on his own... but Guren is responsible for this in the first place, so he's going to help.]
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What about you?
[ guren didn’t get half as gross, but how does he feel, anyway? ]
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[The water, now that he's scrubbing it on Dextera, seems to be a bit soapy! He's trying his best and so am I.]
I feel good. I mean, I'm not really clean yet, either... But we're getting there. [He doesn't seem to mind being close in his touches, considering this an intimate moment still. His free hand is on Dextera's shoulder as he scrubs, and he's very tender.]
I liked it.
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What was that?
[ he shapes the bottle with his hands, referring to the coconut oil. ]
It smelled good.
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[Do you know how long he had to mash up coconuts and separate shit and sieve it. He was dedicated. He thought it would be best since it smelled nice, too, even if it was now a dried sort of yellow on his skin. It's fine.]
I've got a good amount from a handful of coconuts, at least, but when we run out of those... [Well. Maybe Dave can grow coconuts, too.]
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Estelle and Joshua [ disgustingly, although he has separate names for the both of them, he signs their duo as Brights ] have a lot.
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[ He can’t steal all of them for sex. He blinks, rewetting the cloth and dipping lower this time, slowly. ]
Would they let you have some?
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I gave one to my brother.
[ discussing big bro post-coitus may not be the most romantic thing, but they’re talking technicalities anyway. estelle and joshua let him have a coconut to give to sinistra! surely they would let him have one for sex.
he watches guren’s hand move lower, and he feels like reaching out to brush over guren’s skin so he does. it’s not meaningful or anything—he just wanted to enhance their contact. ]
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That's one, though. Asking for coconuts again and again is a little too much mooching for me. Growing would be easier.
[He's not about coconut theft and taking more than he deserves...] Still, maybe we can ask once.
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[ hm? something caught his attention in that sentence, and dextera forces guren to stop washing for a second so he’s got his full attention. ]
Am I “mooching”?
[ look at him spell it out… he’s suddenly worried that people take care of him too much. ]
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[ HE DIDN’T EXPECT THIS. The fumble is clear on his face, and he pauses from scrubbing off filth to lift both hands in defense. ]
No. It’s different when you don’t know about things.
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actually, he can clean himself!! thank you though!!! ]
I know how to do this.
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Wait— [ He doesn’t stop Dextera from taking the cloth, technically, but he does immediately grab onto that hand. ]
I’m not doing this because I think you don’t know how. I’m doing it because it’s part of being close. ...You can clean me off when you try it on me, too.
[ Ugh, he sucks at all of this. ] You’re not mooching. I just... the way I was raised makes it hard for me to ask anyone else for anything. Don’t hold it like a standard.
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[ dextera relaxes when guren starts to explain himself, at least. he’d come here with his own odd understanding of the world, but he never thought to turn away help when it was offered to him except in certain specific cases.
he just doesn’t want to be a burden, even for the little things. ]
I need… a lot of help and patience. [ he pushes the cloth back into guren’s hand, gently. ] But I like learning with you.
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I like it, too. You're not any kind of problem, Dextera. Having you around helps everyone.
[He re-wets the cloth, wrings it out, and cleans at his thighs carefully.]
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…
[ he just loves guren. he can’t help these feelings at all. ]
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When the kiss ends, he breathes out against Dextera's lips and smiles, lingering there.]
I'm still cleaning you up and you're making me want to go again. [He is rarely horny aloud like this, only gay feelings can manage this]
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…
[ dextera would love to go again, but he’s pretty sure that he needs to give himself a rest. it doesn’t mean they can’t fool around, but that specific activity might need some time. ]
Hmm.
[ he’s smiling, though, so it’s probably a good hmm. ]
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Hmm? [He mimics it right back, grinning as he leans in again. He doesn't care that he's hunched over all awkward to kiss Dextera when one of them is sitting and the other is standing. It's fun to fool around... he's never gotten to do that before.
And so, even if his mimicked hmm was meant as a question for what Dextera was thinking, he kisses him to steal his attention back to this.]
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