[Concord reaches to his own back to take his braid and pull it forward over a shoulder, smoothing it out there. He'd need to wash it after all this, but that's a whole ordeal, he has a lot of hair bundled up in that long braid. A long, warm bath alongside Ali does sound nice... he wonders if the dragon will ask to join him when they do clean up more.
Not that Concord is in a rush. He wouldn't admit it, but being so full of Ali's release is strangely thrilling, despite how calmed down they've gotten. A reminder of what they did, definitely.
He moves that hand to Ali's chest, rubbing the skin there with his broad, calloused palm with idle affection]
We can, it just cannot be then and there. I am not one for an audience. [as always, it's difficult to clock if Concord is joking or quite serious.]
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Not that Concord is in a rush. He wouldn't admit it, but being so full of Ali's release is strangely thrilling, despite how calmed down they've gotten. A reminder of what they did, definitely.
He moves that hand to Ali's chest, rubbing the skin there with his broad, calloused palm with idle affection]
We can, it just cannot be then and there. I am not one for an audience. [as always, it's difficult to clock if Concord is joking or quite serious.]