[ Sitting up is an entire drag right now. He doesn't want to move. But supposes Vil might not actually shut up until he does. So he rises from the bed and huffs. He's not listening to Vil, he's doing this of his own accord.
Once he does get washed up and come back to bed he's not even bothered to brush his hair back out or anything. Just laying in the exact same spot as before. ]
[ Grumpy!! He's just going to wash up and have to clean off his pants before coming back to the bed. This jerk.
His body is still abuzz with the excitement of what they did, but he quickly turns and lays down, stuffing himself under the blanket and keeping his back to Leona.
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When he's composed himself, he pulls his hand out of his pants and— grabs Leona's arm to tug him off the bed. ]
Move and wash yourself. You are not sleeping without cleaning that mess on you.
[ Yes he's embarrassed but this is the only way he knows how to pretend he didn't love that! ]
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Once he does get washed up and come back to bed he's not even bothered to brush his hair back out or anything. Just laying in the exact same spot as before. ]
Lay here and shut up.
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His body is still abuzz with the excitement of what they did, but he quickly turns and lays down, stuffing himself under the blanket and keeping his back to Leona.
What a weird night this turned out to be... ]