(Quentin's filled with absolute bliss, exactly the feeling he was chasing from the start of this. Everything is good and warm and he's flying on endorphins. Liquor and endorphins. He feels Penny come and he's glad, glad they both are now floating and feeling something other than the shitty situation they're in.
He becomes more aware as he comes down about all the other details. His knees hurt from the floor, Penny fucked him pretty roughly so it aches, but both of those things he actually likes. Quentin is hit obviously with the reality that he and Penny just had sex for the first time and it was great but also who knows if this is something that will become a Problem and he doesn't want it to be. Does it have to be weird? It's Quentin, things always get weird for him.
He flails inwardly for something to say, especially since Penny's still inside of him, Jesus, so he swallows, his throat dry now, although he can still taste Penny on his tongue.)
You know what sucks?
(He says carefully, glancing over his shoulder at Penny, his floppy hair sweaty and stuck to his forehead.)
No cigarettes.
(For after sex. It's all of their after sex thing.)
no subject
He becomes more aware as he comes down about all the other details. His knees hurt from the floor, Penny fucked him pretty roughly so it aches, but both of those things he actually likes. Quentin is hit obviously with the reality that he and Penny just had sex for the first time and it was great but also who knows if this is something that will become a Problem and he doesn't want it to be. Does it have to be weird? It's Quentin, things always get weird for him.
He flails inwardly for something to say, especially since Penny's still inside of him, Jesus, so he swallows, his throat dry now, although he can still taste Penny on his tongue.)
You know what sucks?
(He says carefully, glancing over his shoulder at Penny, his floppy hair sweaty and stuck to his forehead.)
No cigarettes.
(For after sex. It's all of their after sex thing.)