[sorry Raphael, Luke’s a little incapacitated at the moment, any words he tries to say comes out as soft sounds of pleasure with every tonal wave rippling through him. At the touch of fingers brushing against his forehead, before resting on his temple, Luke looks up at him through half lidded eyes, eyes that are clouded with arousal. He really had no idea that this was a possibility, that one could resonate with him in such a way, and he’s starting to find that he really is enjoying this.
But he does try to pull his focus together for just a moment to answer Raphael’s question, his voice breathless as he does so]
G... Good. It’s good...
[there’s the same neediness in his voice as the soft moans from earlier; he lets out another one, louder than before at a particular wave of resonance vibrates through him. It’s so sudden that Luke doesn’t know how else to react other than grab the angel’s hand on his stomach]
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But he does try to pull his focus together for just a moment to answer Raphael’s question, his voice breathless as he does so]
G... Good. It’s good...
[there’s the same neediness in his voice as the soft moans from earlier; he lets out another one, louder than before at a particular wave of resonance vibrates through him. It’s so sudden that Luke doesn’t know how else to react other than grab the angel’s hand on his stomach]
That...