[the dragon's chest rises and falls with deep, grateful breaths--like he's never tasted real air before--and the last of the tension shudders easily out of him.
the room is spinning a drunken orbit around him. he feels dizzy from it, even in the dark. but, for a few moments of euphoria, the sensation is more buoyant than nauseating. for a few moments, (and for one of the only times in his life thus far) absolutely nothing is wrong. even when the wreckage begins to separate and become two people again, there isn't anything within him left to care. this whole thing is all still some nameless dream, and heady exhaustion is already beginning to fill his limbs like water.
his nerves are overwrought to the point of discomfort. heat is being replaced by the feeling of air sticking to naked skin as Robin pulls away. and still, all Irahl can manage to do is shift around--restlessly, heavily--and groan into his slowing breaths.
he's going to be high on catharsis for a little while.]
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the room is spinning a drunken orbit around him. he feels dizzy from it, even in the dark. but, for a few moments of euphoria, the sensation is more buoyant than nauseating. for a few moments, (and for one of the only times in his life thus far) absolutely nothing is wrong. even when the wreckage begins to separate and become two people again, there isn't anything within him left to care. this whole thing is all still some nameless dream, and heady exhaustion is already beginning to fill his limbs like water.
his nerves are overwrought to the point of discomfort. heat is being replaced by the feeling of air sticking to naked skin as Robin pulls away. and still, all Irahl can manage to do is shift around--restlessly, heavily--and groan into his slowing breaths.
he's going to be high on catharsis for a little while.]