His breathing was shaky as he started to come out of his orgasm with Connor still pinning him down. Even as Connor relaxed and backed off of him it took V a little longer to start to come back up to himself. He hated that Connor pulled out of him but he also started to realize that he couldn't stay in that position for too long.
V didn't answer Connor immediately, opting to crawl into bed and press himself close to Connor. Admittedly he was still partially in his submissive space, still inclined to do what he was told without consideration. The feeling of Connor's lips against his forehead and the way he gently stroked his hair helped to pull V back to him.
He leaned in and stole a kiss from Connor. He let it linger for a moment before he pulled away just enough to speak softly. "I love you." It took a moment for V to realize what exactly he said and the moment he did he went stiff and started to stumble through a series of excuses and attempts to change the meaning of what he said. "Mean that I love bein' 'round you'n this after we fuck, and..."
He was rambling. It was going to take Connor doing something to get him to stop his anxiety talk. He had no clue why he'd said that rather than just answer the question that Connor asked but with how hard he was trying to backpedal it was clear that V hadn't wanted to admit it out loud. Knowing V, though, it was hard to tell if he didn't want to admit it to Connor or to himself.
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V didn't answer Connor immediately, opting to crawl into bed and press himself close to Connor. Admittedly he was still partially in his submissive space, still inclined to do what he was told without consideration. The feeling of Connor's lips against his forehead and the way he gently stroked his hair helped to pull V back to him.
He leaned in and stole a kiss from Connor. He let it linger for a moment before he pulled away just enough to speak softly. "I love you." It took a moment for V to realize what exactly he said and the moment he did he went stiff and started to stumble through a series of excuses and attempts to change the meaning of what he said. "Mean that I love bein' 'round you'n this after we fuck, and..."
He was rambling. It was going to take Connor doing something to get him to stop his anxiety talk. He had no clue why he'd said that rather than just answer the question that Connor asked but with how hard he was trying to backpedal it was clear that V hadn't wanted to admit it out loud. Knowing V, though, it was hard to tell if he didn't want to admit it to Connor or to himself.