[GothPop]

((Hmm I think you're right, this. I appreciate hearing what you think, though. It makes me a better writer, and for a more fun RP I think. I'mma go with the option of him not realizing how little time he had left ))

Yuni kissed Jace softly. "Come for me, beloved," he whispered, feeling on the edge of climax himself. He loved the desperate noises that he made and knew that he must sound similar; consumed by desire and chasing their ends together. When he finally spilled inside of Yuni, the almost animalistic sound is what finally sent him over the edge as well. When they finally parted, he was sweaty and exhausted, but so completely satisfied. He gazed lovingly at Jace, scooting closer until they were touching again. He was fairly certain that this is what was so wonderful about being human, this love, this passion.

Or maybe it was just Jace. Jace was the most wonderful sight to him in this moment. He placed some soft, languid kisses all over Jace's face; kissing his forehead, cheekbones, his nose, the curvature of his mouth, those luscious lips. He wanted to memorize every feature of him, burn it into his memory forever. He couldn't wipe the smile off his face if he tried. "You're amazing," he said.

Meanwhile, back at the caravan, festivities were winding down and people were tidying up for the night. Charlie looked at the path from their home to Jace's farm. Considering that Yuni had not reappeared after walking Jace home, things must have gone well. He smiled, happy he could see his best friend happy.