It's been a while since I last wrote here 😭 apologies for taking so long again, but I didn't want to skip this time. 🙈
Wanted to keep this drabble vague because there are so many gays I want to write about, but so little braincells to execute it. Here we go.
A delightful mix of sensations washes over him as he slowly comes down from his high, his lover a warm and comforting presence by his side. He feels light, almost weightless, like he's ready to float away but the arms holding him close keeps him moored. Despite the mess of fluids from their combined release cooling on their skin, they stay in this blissful moment in time, sated to overflowing. He feels a kiss being pressed onto his hair before a ripple of movement nearly dislodges his comfortable perch on the other man's chest, then he feels the smooth glide of a warm and moist towel over his body. For once, he thanks a higher power for his lover's forward thinking-keeping a personal towel warmer at their bedside-specially for moments when they feel like staying cuddled, long after the heat of their love-making.