[ Jesse doesn't answer at first. Jesse nuzzles a brief kiss to Ronan's bristly cheek in effort to stay drowned in how good it feels to be close to another human being rather than allow himself to think about what a terrible thing he's done here. The semen slick between their bodies is turning runny; Jesse's attention is drawn back to it, hyper-aware, in just the slightest shift of his body on top of Ronan's. That draws his attention back to the fact that he's lying on top of Ronan, jeans caught around his knees, softening dick caught slack next to Ronan's cock between their bodies. Out in the open, lying in the dirt, no less. How fitting: a dirty deed done in the dirt.
Slowly, Jesse rolls off Ronan until he's on his back beside him. A wet dribble of semen rolls sideways down his stomach while he looks up at the inky black sky bursting with stars. The smell of semen wafts brief but accusingly past Jesse's nose. He's starting to crash, too. He starting to feel sickened with himself. What the hell has he done? ]
Yeah. I'm okay.
[ Said absently. Probably not terribly reassuring. ]
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Slowly, Jesse rolls off Ronan until he's on his back beside him. A wet dribble of semen rolls sideways down his stomach while he looks up at the inky black sky bursting with stars. The smell of semen wafts brief but accusingly past Jesse's nose. He's starting to crash, too. He starting to feel sickened with himself. What the hell has he done? ]
Yeah. I'm okay.
[ Said absently. Probably not terribly reassuring. ]