[Still hard inside him, Dimitri could probably keep going — but that purr is just so relaxing that he's easily lulled into quietly snuggling him. Dimitri idly finger combs Felix's hair, unsticking the strands clinging to his sweaty back and brushing them off to the side for him. Though he's feeling a little overheated himself, he can't even bear to think about moving Felix just yet. It's like he's a besotted lover... or a cat owner cooing over their precious baby despite the fact that their precious baby was a terror before running themselves into exhaustion.
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The thought makes him chuckle.]