The Chronicles Of SallyFace

The afterpartys just as good

A/n: Aftercare and communication is important...
CW/TW:
Previous mention of s3x
Loss of virginity talk
Lime at the bottom

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"You've got those big blue eyes, drive me crazy. Make me fantasize about you baby."

3rd person:

"You good?...Sal. Blue?" A tired wavery thumbs up is lifted by the dead weight body on top of Y/n. "Damn..you collapsed." They mutter.
The blue boy hasn't spoken a word yet. Granted, he did just have intercourse for the first time...Y/n slides from underneath, despite the small hands trying to grip them back. "Come on..we need to shower or bathe, whichever one you prefer." A tired groan leaves the corpses mouth, as he tightens his grip around your waist. "No..I don't want too..I'm tired." Sal pouts. They couldn't resist smiling at his little protests, but there was no way he was just going to fall asleep after that. "Sorry darling," they start, brushing a hand through his hair, "but, I need to change the sheets and clean you...unless you feel like sleeping on your own release." Sal looks up , the distaste in his eye present. "Yeah yeah.." He mutters standing up.

His legs buckled instantly.

"Ah! Woah." Y/n catches him around the torso with ease, "Careful there, Bambi." They tease. "It's your fault my fucking legs feel tense." He mutters, face incredibly red. "Awee..don't pretend like you weren't loving it, Angel." Sal's face flushes again tremendously, and he resorts to biting his lips. "Just help me." Y/n smiles, "of course." And with that, They lift him princess smile. A prick move. "Oh come on..." He whispers, burying his face in their shoulder. "This is embarrassing." They grin, walking to their bathroom. "I know..but you look extra sweet like this."

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Sal's pov:

I let myself drift underwater, my hair billowing upwards like blue smoke. Holding my breath, my thoughts race. 'What does this mean?' I ponder.
A day ago, no a couple hours ago we were at faults. Blades to each others necks, but both of our weapons turned to be made of rubber. I still love them and they still love me.
That's all that matters.
We can figure out technical terms now..I have to know.

"*Incomprehensible*"
'what?'
I open my eyes and see a blurry silhouette of Y/n. Pushing my head up, I lurk above water, just my eyes and (nose?) visible. I bring my face out completely, being met by a tired yet gorgeous smile. "Sorry..what did you say?" I ask, timidly. "I said, Damn..I was so bad you're trying to drown yourself in my bathtub?" They laugh.
God I would do anything to hear that laugh on repeat.
"No.. not at all..it was wonderful.. really you were wonderful.." I trail.. I must've sounded so sappy right there because, they just smile and push my limp hair away from my face.
I notice their clothes and slightly damp skin, "Did you shower downstairs?" They nod, eyes unfocused as their hand continues to play with my hair.

The silence is killing me.

"Umm Y/n.." I start, pulling their hand from my hair and clasping it into my own. They look at our hands nervously and grin, "yeah?" It's now or never, "Are we..um..can we..I. shit." They wait, not saying one word. I feel myself flushing with heat from their patience. Taking a deep breath, I continue; "Can we ..date again..like retry?" I whisper, my eye avoiding deliberate contact with theirs. After a couple seconds, that feel like minutes they exhale. "Ohhh thank God. I was so worried you weren't going to wanna date again..because I wasn't open to friends with like benefits." They gasp, the relief obvious on their face. I look at them, both of us with a wide grin on our faces.