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tell him how pretty he is

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[altusimperius]

With his head on Colin's chest, Benedict nods, his eyes falling closed as the tingling warmth washes through his body.
Maker, he needed that.

[keenly]

Colin grins, feeling oddly elated.

"All right," he says, shifting beneath him, "you're heavy."

[altusimperius]

With a low-effort pout, Benedict rolls off him and onto his back, his arms splaying in either direction.

"Was that all right?" he asks hoarsely.

[keenly]

"It was!" Colin flips onto his front so he can rest on his elbows and look at Benedict. "It was fun. We'll keep practicing, though, yeah?"

[altusimperius]

Bene nods sleepily, and before he can say more, he yawns. Making the executive decision to scoot closer, he rests his head against Colin's shoulder.

[keenly]

With a chuckle, Colin adjusts so Bene can rest comfortably, pulling one of the blankets up to cover them both. It's pretty early to go to sleep, but the intimacy of the moment feels nice. Probably especially so for Bene, after he went so long with hardly any touch at all. So he draws him close for a cuddle and just enjoys the moment.