[ Yeah, but the delivery of those future children will be hindered if his boner is broken!! Good thing they're sterile, anyway. :) ]
Urgh...yeah, o-okay...
[ He finally relinquishes his hold on his crotch, whimpering feebly as he reaches for her. Just toss him up there so he can pass out...though the pain was kinda sobering, unfortunately. Maybe she should knock him out.
but okay, okay, she takes his hands and hauls him up to his feet, which probably hurts a fuckton, but what is there to be done?? thankfully the bed is like, two steps away.
still laughing - yep - she helps to ease him down. ]
But okay, time to die apparently, because standing is far worse than lying miserably on the floor had been, and Prompto nearly buckles from the sudden onslaught of pain.
Fortunately the bed is right there, and he more or less collapses onto it, grimacing as he peers up at her through his tears.
She is never going to let him live this down, is she. ]
A-are you just g-gonna laugh at it?
[ Little Prompto has such sensitive feelings!! :( ]
[ she can't lie to him!! especially how she's still, you know, grinning like a cat, but she sits beside him and leans to press a kiss to his brow nonetheless, smoothing her fingers over his hair. ]
But, come now, you know I love Little Prompto.
[ she's never been able to say that so easily before.. thanks, wine. ]
[ WOW this drama.. can't even take off his own pants!!
good thing she has practice. she's not going to take them off though, because they're too damn tight and he's just lying there, useless deadweight. so she'll just.. unbuckle his belt, unbutton and unzip and - oh.
well. ]
Um..
[ she squints, and tilts her head, which is really comforting, right?? that is a lot of.. swelling.. and that color sure isn't right. ]
Mayhaps.. we should visit the Medbay, after all.
[ she's actually not laughing, amazingly!! because that looks hella painful and she's worried for their future sex life now, which is a grave concern. ]
[ He's got a bad feeling about this Chewie. He's starting to feel really sober now, which is bad, because it makes the pain even worse. But he's starting to grow rather concerned about the state of his penis and she's not laughing anymore, which...can't mean anything good.
Feebly, he tries to sit up to take a look himself, but he can't quite manage it. ]
Wh-what? What is it? Is it— [ He makes a desperate sound. ] —is it...s-snapped in half?!
Even the little added pressure of the crotch ice makes him wince a little, though as he starts to go numb his features relax somewhat. That's better, he'll just pretend he has no dick at all for now... ]
Ugh...you're sure there's nothing else we can do?
[ He will choose literally nothing over his sex life! ]
[ look, "ye olde cock" didn't seem like the right choice of words right there okay?? she can't say dick!!
anyway, that sure works like a charm, prompto is suddenly moving so fast!! she grins half in amusement, half in commiseration, and lays a hand to his shoulder. leaning in, she nuzzles the corner of his jaw. ]
Think of it this way - at least it shows that you have an active and extraordinary sex life.
[ she says, then stands, offering her hands to help him to his feet. ]
[ Or it just shows he's a clumsy drunk and fell on his boner...I mean, he could have accomplished this without a sex life.
But she has a point, their sex life is pretty great, and he's not about to see it end so soon! He came back from the friggin' dead, he can survive this... ]
Okay...let's do this.
[ He turns a very serious look on her as he takes her hands, grunting as he pushes himself to his feet. ]
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Urgh...yeah, o-okay...
[ He finally relinquishes his hold on his crotch, whimpering feebly as he reaches for her. Just toss him up there so he can pass out...though the pain was kinda sobering, unfortunately. Maybe she should knock him out.
What an anniversary... ]
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but okay, okay, she takes his hands and hauls him up to his feet, which probably hurts a fuckton, but what is there to be done?? thankfully the bed is like, two steps away.
still laughing - yep - she helps to ease him down. ]
Shall I.. take a look at it?
[ take a photo for posterity?? ]
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But okay, time to die apparently, because standing is far worse than lying miserably on the floor had been, and Prompto nearly buckles from the sudden onslaught of pain.
Fortunately the bed is right there, and he more or less collapses onto it, grimacing as he peers up at her through his tears.
She is never going to let him live this down, is she. ]
A-are you just g-gonna laugh at it?
[ Little Prompto has such sensitive feelings!! :( ]
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[ she can't lie to him!! especially how she's still, you know, grinning like a cat, but she sits beside him and leans to press a kiss to his brow nonetheless, smoothing her fingers over his hair. ]
But, come now, you know I love Little Prompto.
[ she's never been able to say that so easily before.. thanks, wine. ]
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[ The three of them being himself, her, and his dick, naturally.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he rolls his head against her touch, mumbling indiscernibly before: ]
Guess we better see what the damage is...
[ He'll unhelpfully leave her to take off his pants. Not like she doesn't have plenty of practice... ]
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good thing she has practice. she's not going to take them off though, because they're too damn tight and he's just lying there, useless deadweight. so she'll just.. unbuckle his belt, unbutton and unzip and - oh.
well. ]
Um..
[ she squints, and tilts her head, which is really comforting, right?? that is a lot of.. swelling.. and that color sure isn't right. ]
Mayhaps.. we should visit the Medbay, after all.
[ she's actually not laughing, amazingly!! because that looks hella painful and she's worried for their future sex life now, which is a grave concern. ]
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Feebly, he tries to sit up to take a look himself, but he can't quite manage it. ]
Wh-what? What is it? Is it— [ He makes a desperate sound. ] —is it...s-snapped in half?!
[ BECAUSE THAT'S SURE WHAT IT FEELS LIKE. ]
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No, no.. 'tis just..
[ gnarly looking. ]
There is.. bruising.
[ she's just gonna.. tuck his mangled dick right back in and button him back up before he can get too good of a look and fly into a panic. ]
I shall fetch you some ice, once you feel ready to walk, we will go.
[ though she's being gentle about it, she is super serious, he's got no choice!! ]
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W-wait, what? N-no, I'll just...sleep it off...
[ Or they can try another spell. There has to be another way! ]
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I would.. advise you do not.
[ she says, while already piling several cubes of ice into a bag, which she brings back and sets gently.. on his crotch. ]
But I suppose if you choose your pride over the possibility of impotence..
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Even the little added pressure of the crotch ice makes him wince a little, though as he starts to go numb his features relax somewhat. That's better, he'll just pretend he has no dick at all for now... ]
Ugh...you're sure there's nothing else we can do?
[ He will choose literally nothing over his sex life! ]
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I've no idea, I am no skilled healer, most especially in terms of.. man parts.
[ here come the giggles again.. ]
What if you wait too long, and it must be amputated?
[ she knows how to get him to move ]
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N-NO—
[ He yelps, sitting up far too quickly — and then pressing the ice to his crotch as a result. ]
Ngh...f-fine, let's just get this over with...
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anyway, that sure works like a charm, prompto is suddenly moving so fast!! she grins half in amusement, half in commiseration, and lays a hand to his shoulder. leaning in, she nuzzles the corner of his jaw. ]
Think of it this way - at least it shows that you have an active and extraordinary sex life.
[ she says, then stands, offering her hands to help him to his feet. ]
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But she has a point, their sex life is pretty great, and he's not about to see it end so soon! He came back from the friggin' dead, he can survive this... ]
Okay...let's do this.
[ He turns a very serious look on her as he takes her hands, grunting as he pushes himself to his feet. ]
For Little Prompto.