"Mmmm. I am finding it very hard to continue to be upset like this."

"Well, you aren't supposed to be upset so that's good."

"But... you're good?"

"Thank you."

Well that is one of the things he meant by that statement/question.

It is not actually going to take more than a minute for him to shudder and then May's hand is going to be wet.

Fluid exchange is good and also she doesn't want to go digging in the cupboards for tissues; she retrieves her hand and licks it off. ...wow it's amazing how that tastes bad and is also for guiding reasons really moreish, it's like a terrible flavor of potato chip or something.

Lucien is going to cling tightly to May now apparently.

"I'm um. Probably good for a bit but I'm not actually sure how long of a bit."

Wow he can see May's face from this angle and she's pretty....

"Possibly not a very long bit."

"No reason that has to be the only time."

"I-do you mind doing it?"

"No." Nuzzle.

"If you say so." Oh nuzzling is good it turns out.

It is, it makes her face feel all soothed from a problem that was not even in her face. Nuzzle nuzzle snuggle snuggle.

Lucien hums happily, nestled against May as if she were a radiator and he cold and wet from a trek outside he didn't think he would ever come back from.

What if they were kissing again.

Oh wow, Lucien had forgotten just how amazing kissing was the first time.

It's really really great!! And he's probably pretty safe to kiss for the next little while.

Yes!

For about five minutes, it turns out.

Wow that is really not very long. What if she preempts insanity-derived questions of what will happen with this by going down on him real quick.

Than what will happen instead is a gasp and some hands waving in the air! And this continuing for the several minutes it takes this time round.

Nuh-uh his hands should not be in the air they should be on her. Because guiding.

Oh yes they can do that so long as it's fine that they are moving around sometimes squeezing.

That's fine!

Maybe she should have done this in the other order, her jaw is sort of sore by the end. Still. Delicious... or rather kind of icky, but still desirable to swallow... guiding fluids.

Lucien mumbles a string of happy nonsense syllables at her afterwards.

He's cute and cuddly and compatible.

Mmmmm....

"I think I'm feeling significantly saner than before," he says after they have made out some more.