Withering Head Wounds - Soudam

The Aftercare

Gundham was rather disappointed to see Kazuichi leave him so soon after. He would've liked to be able to indulge in that post-sex connection a little more, but he did understand wanting to have a shower. He would've much preferred doing such a thing together. Instead, Gundham grabbed his usual packet of wet wipes, beginning to wash himself down with them which admittedly wasn't a whole lot. Turns out cleaning up was a lot easier when wearing a condom.
He pulled on some comfortable pants before falling back down onto the bed. He honestly felt quite content with himself, happy even. How could he not, he'd just experienced something out of a wet dream. He'd grown past his shame over being attracted to Kazuichi for a long time, so he just appreciated the experience for what it was.
He just hoped his partner felt the same.
With that in mind, Gundham suddenly sat up, waddling over to his dresser in search of pants that might actually fit Kazuichi this time. He didn't want to force the mechanic to be uncomfortably exposed again, even if they had just had sex. He wanted to make sure he could be comfortable and happy after such a life decision and provide as much aftercare as Kazuichi would accept.

Kazuichi sat silently in the shower, just letting tears fall. He was a disgusting pervert. The fact that he had sex with Gundham just so he would stay rang in his head. Sonia would be so disappointed— no, Sonia wouldn't even care. She never cared about him, or anything he did. He was only a burden in her life, and he felt fucking awful about it now.
His cries were growing into small whimpers as he leant his head against the shower wall, glancing up at the ceiling. "Do you hate me, Miss Sonia?" He mumbled out quietly. He should be doing more to mourn her death, but here he was, sleeping with her best friend. He wasn't even doing it out of love or any type of romantic feelings, he just wanted him to stay, unlike everyone else. He should just allow him to leave. He should be suffering. He killed Sonia.
At least, that's all his head would tell him.
He knew he couldn't stay in the shower too long, otherwise Gundham would get suspicious, so he weakly stood himself up, finally starting to wash himself off before turning off the shower a few minutes later. He wrapped a towel around his waist before walking out, back toward the bedroom with wobbly legs. He tried his hardest to avoid any sort of eye contact with Gundham, he knew his eyes were probably red and slightly puffy from the tears.

"Kazuichi, observe!" Kazuichi was startled the moment his name was called, Gundham looking quite excited upon seeing him reenter the room, holding up a pair of pants for him. "I found these in my drawer, and look!" He took hold of the strings on the front, pulling them outwards to show him how the waistline tightened. "These should be able to fit you! Isn't that wonderful?" He gave him an enthusiastic grin, holding the pants out towards him. He was just happy he'd found something that could make Kazuichi feel that little more comfortable. He highly enjoyed the thought of him feeling happy and safe around him.
Though, the longer Gundham stared, the more he felt like something was off. Like Kazuichi's entire aura had shifted. Was the boy simply tired after all of that? Was it post-sex dysphoria? Did he now feel regret for giving his consent? He really hoped not. He didn't want such a wonderful moment between the two of them to be seen as sour.
Shaking his head, the breeder put the pair of pants off to the side, sitting next to Kazuichi on the bed. He sat there for a short moment before wrapping his arms around him, a gentle hold around him to try and convince the source of the issue to come forth. The mechanic softly smiled at the gesture, leaning into his touch the moment it was provided. While he did feel regret towards having sex with him, he still definitely felt comfort with him. That was the whole reason he was willing to do it anyway.
"...you do not seem well, Kazuichi." Gundham noted, not taking his eyes away from the other's face. "Is there something the matter?"
Kazuichi only quickly shook his head, closing his eyes as he turned himself over a little, wrapping his arms around his neck, pressing his lips against the other for a short moment. That would distract him. He couldn't let him hear his worries. And he knew it worked because, even if it was just for a moment, Gundham's grip around him loosened. The breeder adored every second their lips were connected, and every time Kazuichi initiated it, he could feel himself growing ever more infatuated. He decided not to push the matter of the mechanic's mood any further. He was probably just tired.
Gundham sat there in the hug for a long while, taking in all the physical affection he could. That skin on skin contact with their still bare chests made it somehow more appealing, though he couldn't exactly place why. He just felt so at peace with Kazuichi's arms around him, much like how Kazuichi felt at peace with Gundham's arms around him. Like everything was perfect and exactly how they should be. He'd do anything if it meant they would keep cuddling like this.
"You know...aftercare is a very important process after one engages in sexual activity." He began after a while, though he didn't pull away from the hug. "Is there something you'd like to do together as such a thing? It can be anything at all, I don't mind." He honestly didn't have a particular preference. Gundham just wanted to feel like he was taking care of Kazuichi, so as long as things were soft and they were together, it didn't matter what they did. "We could...go watch a movie, or I could make you a drink. Or we can stay like this and just talk. I enjoy just holding you."