[Leon will have plenty of time to be embarrassed about this entire thing later--right now, he's still thoroughly overwhelmed, and still very much on a physical and emotional high; Stahn's body tenses and Leon shifts with him on automatic, breathing out a soft breath as his already over-simulated body shivers just a little bit more. And then Stahn tenses up beneath him, and it doesn't take Leon long to figure out that he's been overwhelmed as well, and at any other time Leon would be irritated about having been first with the competitive streak he tends to have, but right now he's mostly just feeling thoroughly and entirely warm and affectionate.
Stahn, in the heat of the moment, entirely unaware of what he'd been saying and working off of nothing but instinct, had called him Emilio. Of all of the names, of all of the things he could have said or did in that moment--
He'd called Leon by the name he'd given to Stahn to safeguard and keep, and there's something warming about how important Stahn must think of that name. He'd really like nothing more than to--well, curl a little closer to Stahn, and share his appreciation in some way, still fuzzily content as he's feeling, but Leon's a bit too fastidious for that even in moments like this, and they're both a little sticky and gross. So instead he rolls off of Stahn in a rather inelegant movement for Leon, though he still sticks rather close, tucking himself into Stahn's side instead, head slightly tucked away so his messy and sweaty bangs hide it from view and resting there for a moment.
That seems to be all he's capable of at the moment, though.
There will be a lot to think about after the fact, but right now? All Leon can feel is warm, and loved, and satisfied, because honestly, this has been a really long time in coming, and they've waited so long for it, and even with how it went, Leon's nothing but content right now.]
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Stahn, in the heat of the moment, entirely unaware of what he'd been saying and working off of nothing but instinct, had called him Emilio. Of all of the names, of all of the things he could have said or did in that moment--
He'd called Leon by the name he'd given to Stahn to safeguard and keep, and there's something warming about how important Stahn must think of that name. He'd really like nothing more than to--well, curl a little closer to Stahn, and share his appreciation in some way, still fuzzily content as he's feeling, but Leon's a bit too fastidious for that even in moments like this, and they're both a little sticky and gross. So instead he rolls off of Stahn in a rather inelegant movement for Leon, though he still sticks rather close, tucking himself into Stahn's side instead, head slightly tucked away so his messy and sweaty bangs hide it from view and resting there for a moment.
That seems to be all he's capable of at the moment, though.
There will be a lot to think about after the fact, but right now? All Leon can feel is warm, and loved, and satisfied, because honestly, this has been a really long time in coming, and they've waited so long for it, and even with how it went, Leon's nothing but content right now.]