[ david is, once those few minutes pass, starting to drift off himself. his breathing evening out, surprisingly calm and content all things considered. even in less intimate moments, jeff's presence is usually a calming influence though, david couldn't really say why, but it makes this far easier than it should be. ]
[ when jeff speaks it startles him a little, something that tapers into a soft and quiet laugh as david makes an attempt to turn his head enough to press a kiss to whatever part of jeff is most accessible. his forehead, probably. ]
no subject
[ when jeff speaks it startles him a little, something that tapers into a soft and quiet laugh as david makes an attempt to turn his head enough to press a kiss to whatever part of jeff is most accessible. his forehead, probably. ]
Yeah, I'm comfortable.