Ali's head is spinning from trying to keep up with what's going on. The knock at the door came just moments into his orgasm, and he's still coming down from that high as Concord's grabbing his coat and fixing up Ali's clothes. Pleasure is quickly overtaken by panic as Ali checks his clothes and makes sure he looks presentable. He has to lace up the front of his robes to cover up his neck, and he curses quietly to himself as he fumbles with the strings. He's sure that he stinks of sex hormones but he's also hoping that a human's nose is too weak to pick up on that.
He would have liked to be more thorough in adjusting his appearance, but he doesn't have time. With Concord across the room, he has to be the one to open the door, and he tries his best to look annoyed when he does so.]
Yes, can I help you?
[He still looks a little flushed and it's going to be suspicious as hell, but the young man on the other side of the door- one of the castle hands, carrying some letters that are likely mail for Ali and his assistants- is hopefully one who won't ask too many questions.
And hopefully he doesn't question Concord being here either, especially at this late hour.]
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Date: 2023-01-23 04:58 am (UTC)Ali's head is spinning from trying to keep up with what's going on. The knock at the door came just moments into his orgasm, and he's still coming down from that high as Concord's grabbing his coat and fixing up Ali's clothes. Pleasure is quickly overtaken by panic as Ali checks his clothes and makes sure he looks presentable. He has to lace up the front of his robes to cover up his neck, and he curses quietly to himself as he fumbles with the strings. He's sure that he stinks of sex hormones but he's also hoping that a human's nose is too weak to pick up on that.
He would have liked to be more thorough in adjusting his appearance, but he doesn't have time. With Concord across the room, he has to be the one to open the door, and he tries his best to look annoyed when he does so.]
Yes, can I help you?
[He still looks a little flushed and it's going to be suspicious as hell, but the young man on the other side of the door- one of the castle hands, carrying some letters that are likely mail for Ali and his assistants- is hopefully one who won't ask too many questions.
And hopefully he doesn't question Concord being here either, especially at this late hour.]