[Peter half laughs at the question. His heart is still racing, but his body feels languid, pleasure humming over his skin. His hands reach out, clutching against the wall of the stall as Roman moves to pull back a little, standing up straight which Peter can't manage quite yet.]
'M fine. Good. That was... fuck. Holy shit.
[His voice a low murmur, a shake of his head as he shifts, looking back at Roman with a smile, that sex glow brightening his face, putting a lazy smile on his lips.]
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'M fine. Good. That was... fuck. Holy shit.
[His voice a low murmur, a shake of his head as he shifts, looking back at Roman with a smile, that sex glow brightening his face, putting a lazy smile on his lips.]