Tied to the bed. You're not going anywhere. I'll feed you and give you sponge baths.
[Okay, so, maybe he'd needed that. He gave her a lazy post-orgasmic smile before his eyes slid down and-- yep. There was still the indication of a certain someone's still potent arousal. Stiles was by no means a selfish lover. His priorities were always making sure Rachel came at least once. At least, and that was usually when he was too tired to do more. But this was tricky territory. He couldn't return the favor. Not the same way. If she was still a she, he'd have his face buried in her cunt before she'd finished wiping her mouth off. But that was not a vagina. That was definitely a dick. But he knew his way around dicks, right? He could at least...
His hand moved to her hip, his eyes still lazy and satisfied as he smiled at her, then moved that hand so that he was cupping her through the front.]
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[Okay, so, maybe he'd needed that. He gave her a lazy post-orgasmic smile before his eyes slid down and-- yep. There was still the indication of a certain someone's still potent arousal. Stiles was by no means a selfish lover. His priorities were always making sure Rachel came at least once. At least, and that was usually when he was too tired to do more. But this was tricky territory. He couldn't return the favor. Not the same way. If she was still a she, he'd have his face buried in her cunt before she'd finished wiping her mouth off. But that was not a vagina. That was definitely a dick. But he knew his way around dicks, right? He could at least...
His hand moved to her hip, his eyes still lazy and satisfied as he smiled at her, then moved that hand so that he was cupping her through the front.]
Pants a little tight?