[ Following his lead, Sandalphon stands up on somewhat shaky legs, feeling a mild ache in his knees, that turn shakier and wobblier, nearly buckling, when Belial leans in and his heart jumps in his place, thinking he's finally going to get a kiss. It's almost what he wants— Belial cleans him up instead, and he feels rather like a cat being groomed, but he can't feel disappointed by it, enjoying both what registers to him as a tender display of care and the sensation of Belial's tongue licking across his face and mouth, a low content humming in his throat coming as a response.
He follows even more eagerly when Beial sets to undress him— a certain self-conciousness humming low and quiet, almost unheard, a whisper of a thought, at the back of his mind, overtaken by his eagerness to continue and to finally be rid of his last remaining clothing. He raises his arms to allow Belial to tug it off over his head, sighing with relief when he does so at having the tight fabric soaked with his own sweat finally off, and taking the initiative to grab at the hem of his leggings and roll them downwards before it registers that he's still wearing his shoes. His impatient attempts to shake them off his feet prove fruitless, and the further attempts to tug them away by hand equally unsuccessful and made even clumsier by that impatience and lack of coordination. ]
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He follows even more eagerly when Beial sets to undress him— a certain self-conciousness humming low and quiet, almost unheard, a whisper of a thought, at the back of his mind, overtaken by his eagerness to continue and to finally be rid of his last remaining clothing. He raises his arms to allow Belial to tug it off over his head, sighing with relief when he does so at having the tight fabric soaked with his own sweat finally off, and taking the initiative to grab at the hem of his leggings and roll them downwards before it registers that he's still wearing his shoes. His impatient attempts to shake them off his feet prove fruitless, and the further attempts to tug them away by hand equally unsuccessful and made even clumsier by that impatience and lack of coordination. ]