Joseph Christiansen @devoutmariner

@cryptidsnknives -- at the same time realizing just how sunburnt and bruised he is. Jeez.. what a sight. Nng. No.. no.. He's not ready to get up yet. He leans back against the headboard, shutting his eyes, the heel of his palm pressed to his forehead.] Robert.

@cryptidsnknives -- Even with how wrong it is, even with him being a devoted man, a husband and father... Joseph can't truthfully say he regrets his actions. He /wants/ to, he knows he ought to, and maybe there's guilt, but not regret. With a quiet groan he sits up, nursing his headache and --

[He's working on getting a red stain off the collar of his shirt.... Ah, well. Kids will be kids. Next time, he'll make sure Chris isn't holding cranberry juice.]

[He's doing yard work in the front, playing with the kiddos. He splashes them with the hose before setting up the sprinkler for them.]

@cryptidsnknives 'Night, Robert. [He eventually shifts to sleep on his stomach, face pressed into a pillow.]

@cryptidsnknives [That's alright, he doesn't really want to cuddle with the dirty dumpster man anyway.~] 'm going to sleep. [A fair warning that Joseph is turning the lights off now.]

@cryptidsnknives Mmmmboth. Definitely both. [Stretches his legs out with a sigh. Tomorrow was probably going to be embarrassing, what with having to pick up the trail of clothes up top and--the obvious. But he doesn't give it any thought for now.]

@cryptidsnknives Mm.. I /am/ f....reaking tired. I got up this morning before the sun did. [His head turns just to... stare at Robert. Admire how relaxed and comfortable he looks.]

@cryptidsnknives -- maybe nudging an arm or leg to make more room. Only now does he realize how exhausted he is. Muffled groan into a pillow.]

@cryptidsnknives [Joseph doesn't take very long. Just a quick rinse and he's stepping back into the room as he dries his hair. Sunburn has already painted his forehead, cheeks and shoulders and bruising is making itself known at his hips. Tossing his towel aside, he lays back out beside Robert,--

@cryptidsnknives [His gaze lingers on Robert and the man's voice bounces around in his head even as Joseph disappears to quickly wash off. He can still feel Robert inside of him, those fingers pressing into his hips, and that mouth at his neck. He doesn't think it will ever leave his mind.]

@cryptidsnknives I wonder who's fault that is. [He reaches over to pluck a tissue from the small side table, cleaning himself up a bit. He sits up, fingers idly playing along Robert's arm.] I'm.. going to rinse off the sea salt. [In the very small shower that somehow is able to fit the tall man.]

@cryptidsnknives -- Robert, slow and thorough.]

@cryptidsnknives Mmn... [Joseph turns his head to gaze at Robert. His tousled hair, flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and pink-stained hips.. the mess on his stomach and the lingering darkness behind bright, blue eyes paints an absolutely sinful picture of the youth minister. He leans over to kiss --

@cryptidsnknives [His eyelids flutter, another soft sigh parting his lips. He turns his head to nose at Robert's hair, hand slowly smoothing down the man's slick back to squeeze his backside.]

[Gone again.]

[Disappears for the night.]

@cryptidsnknives [He stomach flutters in satisfaction under the extra stimulation, fingers curling in Robert's hair while he catches his breath and lets the heat and throbbing soak in afterward. There's something he wants to say, it's on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it down, silent.]