All Joel can do is hum softly in response, unable to actually form words, which is often the state he's left in after he and Spencer have been intimate. His hands smooth down Spencer's back, still stunned by how much smaller he is. His fingers curl over the edges of his hips and for a moment he just holds him there, stifling a little moan when Spencer moves his hips again. He's still so sensitive, still half hard inside of Spencer, but he doesn't want to pull away or let him go. What he wants is to just lie here and regain some of his energy and then possibly do it all over again. The store is closed, Spencer is right about that, and while there's a part of Joel that wants to get directly to work on finding out what's going on and if there's a way for him to change Spencer back, he also has a feeling it's going to take him more than just a few hours of work. It might even take him more than a few days and he knows eventually Spencer is going to get tired of being in this body. There's work to be done, but Joel is far too exhausted to think of any of it right now, so everything Spencer is saying to him sounds absolutely wonderful.
"Mhm," he mumbles, pressing a kiss to Spencer's temple as he holds him tightly. He doesn't remember thinking about the shower, but at this point, he doesn't remember a lot that doesn't have to do with this moment right here. He's more than happy to do anything Spencer wants, though, and he thinks about how light he must be now, about how easy it would be for Joel to just sweep him up and off his feet and he sighs softly again, unable to think of anything else. He's so comfortable and content and sated right now and he doesn't want to move, but if Spencer wants to go to the shower, Joel will take him. As always, Joel will do absolutely anything for him.
"We can do anything you want," he murmurs, kissing Spencer again. "Anything. I'll take you to the shower if that's what you want." But he doesn't want to move yet. He thinks he might be able to fall asleep again, which is strange, given how scared he'd been earlier, how certain he'd been that someone had done something awful to Spencer. Everything seems to have slowed down now, taken in a sleepy sort of quality. It should be stranger than this, having a body in his body that isn't the one he's used to, but he knows it's Spencer, there's not a doubt in his mind, and that's all he really needs to know. Anything else in the world can change so long as that remains the same and it will. Even in a different body, this is still Spencer.
"But maybe in a few minutes," he adds a second later, giving a soft little laugh. "I think I need that long to regain feeling in my legs." He's probably exaggerating just a little bit, but right now he feels if he were to try to stand, if he were to try and take Spencer into his arms, he might just collapse again in a heap on the floor. He feels boneless and weary, worn out in the best possible way and it's nothing new, Spencer does this to him all the time, but more often than not, Spencer also allows him to just go back to sleep.
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Date: 2015-01-31 06:07 pm (UTC)"Mhm," he mumbles, pressing a kiss to Spencer's temple as he holds him tightly. He doesn't remember thinking about the shower, but at this point, he doesn't remember a lot that doesn't have to do with this moment right here. He's more than happy to do anything Spencer wants, though, and he thinks about how light he must be now, about how easy it would be for Joel to just sweep him up and off his feet and he sighs softly again, unable to think of anything else. He's so comfortable and content and sated right now and he doesn't want to move, but if Spencer wants to go to the shower, Joel will take him. As always, Joel will do absolutely anything for him.
"We can do anything you want," he murmurs, kissing Spencer again. "Anything. I'll take you to the shower if that's what you want." But he doesn't want to move yet. He thinks he might be able to fall asleep again, which is strange, given how scared he'd been earlier, how certain he'd been that someone had done something awful to Spencer. Everything seems to have slowed down now, taken in a sleepy sort of quality. It should be stranger than this, having a body in his body that isn't the one he's used to, but he knows it's Spencer, there's not a doubt in his mind, and that's all he really needs to know. Anything else in the world can change so long as that remains the same and it will. Even in a different body, this is still Spencer.
"But maybe in a few minutes," he adds a second later, giving a soft little laugh. "I think I need that long to regain feeling in my legs." He's probably exaggerating just a little bit, but right now he feels if he were to try to stand, if he were to try and take Spencer into his arms, he might just collapse again in a heap on the floor. He feels boneless and weary, worn out in the best possible way and it's nothing new, Spencer does this to him all the time, but more often than not, Spencer also allows him to just go back to sleep.