Post- Excersize Cooldown

[goth_ringmaster]

((continued from here. There will be hot sweaty mansex. You have been warned.))

Freakshow didn't take off his pants. There was no point.

Then he had an idea. A wonderful, evil idea.

How fast could he get his wings open?

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[futuredark]

Dan smacked his duplicate over the head with the blunt end of the spear and glanced down. He twirled his spear and then cast it down, cause it to strike right next to Freakshow's head.

The spear quivered as Dan descended purring, "And what do you think you're doing?"

[goth_ringmaster]

"Nothing," said Freakshow, right before launching himself into the air, wings coming out and pumping down once, hard, to force him up. Then he'd crossed the distance between the two of them and crashed into Dan, lips to lips, wings wrapping around the two of them like a warm blanket.

[futuredark]

Hmmm, Freakshow kisses were best. Yummy.

"I won the fight. Do I get a prize?" Dan mumbled rubbing his forehead against Freakshow's.

[goth_ringmaster]

"Always," whispered Freakshow against Dan's ear, arms reaching around to hug Dan.