[The white, the black, it all smears together to grey when it slicks between them. Pouring from his mouth into Zephir's, the fluid bubbles in a heated kiss and he's got his hands all over his other half. What feels like two on his neck, two on his hips, two more wrapped around him even though it never breaks the appearance of only having one pair of arms. Sullivan's form is different in the peripherals, leaking out like shadows, humming like a beast beyond comprehension.
He grins - growls - he laughs and gasps all at the same time, like several timelines coinciding with the way they move together. He puts his face in the crook of Zephir's neck, feeling him grind against him and meeting him with easy, slow rolls of his hips. When he feels Zephir jerk, his laugh returns, and one of his many-felt hands slides down to jerk him off, knowing he can get a second load out of him easily.
In that same language, he replies: and together, they are everything.]
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He grins - growls - he laughs and gasps all at the same time, like several timelines coinciding with the way they move together. He puts his face in the crook of Zephir's neck, feeling him grind against him and meeting him with easy, slow rolls of his hips. When he feels Zephir jerk, his laugh returns, and one of his many-felt hands slides down to jerk him off, knowing he can get a second load out of him easily.
In that same language, he replies: and together, they are everything.]