domesticity

[duke_of_illusions]

Al had stayed over last night... and hasn't quite left this morning, either. The day is stretching on, and Barma is still beautifully comfortable, now immersed in a book, as his fingers trail through Al's hair.

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[info-barma.livejournal.com]

Barma groans, and comes hard, eyes actually rolling back in his head.

[al_truism]

Al muffles his noise in Barma's shoulder as he follows, just a few strokes afterward.

"Oh, god."

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Wow-"

Soft.

"-thank you."

[al_truism]

Al gently nuzzles his cheek, smiling, trying to get his breath back.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

Barma nudges him away a little, to get an inch to breathe himself.

[al_truism]

Al manages to move back and off of him, settling down next to him. His hair spreads across the pillows.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"You're far too good at that."

[al_truism]

Al's fingers trail lightly through slickness across Barma's abs, and he licks his fingers clean.

"Not as good as you."