[Otto wouldn't mind going for another round if it came to that, but he needs some time to catch his breath first. With exhaustion washing through him, causing his muscles to ache, it's awful tempting to just have that recovery moment extend into actual hours. His legs stretch themselves out again and when Bruno lies down on top of him, he has no qualms with pulling him into a tight embrace. One of his hands finds the back of Bruno's head again, heel of his palm pressing against the nape of his neck.]
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... I really needed that, I think.