Emcee exhales a whine, his toes curling, when Sinric withdraws from him, but then he stretches like a cat, luxuriating in the sensation of the furs and pillows on his flushed skin. He welcomes Sinric's closeness and turns his head to nestle his cheek against his hair.

"Mmm, darling, that was magnificent," he purrs warmly, his words slightly slurred as if drunk.