[ Joon-gi shook his head and smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. He had asked a great deal from Zhao without even properly preparing him for such a request. It was only natural that he'd feel both physically and mentally exhausted from the ordeal.
At least he enjoyed himself, that was the important part. Joon-gi very much enjoyed himself, as well. ]
You did more than 'okay', jagiya. You. Were. Amazing.
[ He pressed his forehead briefly against Zhao's and closed his eyes, simply basking in the moment and in the warmth of Zhao's body beneath him.
But it wasn't long before the sticky mess drying against his skin became unbearable, and he could only imagine how uncomfortable it must be for Zhao, who was practically covered in it. He straightened, glancing quickly toward the bathroom. ]
Stay here. [ As if Zhao were capable of moving any time soon. ] I'll get you cleaned up.
[ Joon-gi padded to the bathroom and spent a few moments cleaning himself up first before returning with a clean hand towel and some moist towelettes for removing makeup. He settled himself on the bed next to Zhao and began mopping up the majority of the mess on his belly, gingerly scrubbing at it with the towel. ]
Things got... a little intense, I think. [ His brows furrowed, expression softening. ] I'm sorry if it was a bit much for you.
[ He folded the towel and set it aside, then worked on Zhao's face with one of the makeup wipes. There was a great deal of tenderness in the gesture as he wiped the tears and lingering stickiness from Zhao's cheeks. ]
How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Some water, perhaps?
[ Even if Zhao didn't think he needed it, Joon-gi would bring him some water anyway. It wasn't uncommon to feel a bit dehydrated after such an intense workout, and Zhao would probably thank him for it later. ]
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Date: 2024-09-25 02:51 am (UTC)At least he enjoyed himself, that was the important part. Joon-gi very much enjoyed himself, as well. ]
You did more than 'okay', jagiya. You. Were. Amazing.
[ He pressed his forehead briefly against Zhao's and closed his eyes, simply basking in the moment and in the warmth of Zhao's body beneath him.
But it wasn't long before the sticky mess drying against his skin became unbearable, and he could only imagine how uncomfortable it must be for Zhao, who was practically covered in it. He straightened, glancing quickly toward the bathroom. ]
Stay here. [ As if Zhao were capable of moving any time soon. ] I'll get you cleaned up.
[ Joon-gi padded to the bathroom and spent a few moments cleaning himself up first before returning with a clean hand towel and some moist towelettes for removing makeup. He settled himself on the bed next to Zhao and began mopping up the majority of the mess on his belly, gingerly scrubbing at it with the towel. ]
Things got... a little intense, I think. [ His brows furrowed, expression softening. ] I'm sorry if it was a bit much for you.
[ He folded the towel and set it aside, then worked on Zhao's face with one of the makeup wipes. There was a great deal of tenderness in the gesture as he wiped the tears and lingering stickiness from Zhao's cheeks. ]
How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Some water, perhaps?
[ Even if Zhao didn't think he needed it, Joon-gi would bring him some water anyway. It wasn't uncommon to feel a bit dehydrated after such an intense workout, and Zhao would probably thank him for it later. ]