Rory whined softly as Wes pulled his hair harder, but didn’t stop, determined to push Wes over the edge. He knew he had to be close, all the signs were there, and when Wes finally spilled into his mouth Rory swallowed with a groan of satisfaction. There was nothing quite like turning a man like Wes into a shuddering mess of pleasure and he continued to suck on the tip until Wes seemed completely spent. Now that they’d both come and the adrenaline began to die down, Rory could feel his exhaustion returning and he laid his cheek on Wes’s thigh for just a moment, allowing his heart rate to slow. That had been fucking amazing, but god did he need sleep now. Rory wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, then slowly climbed back up the bed to settle in next to Wes. He felt like he should say something, but his brain couldn’t come up with the words, so kissed him instead.
All of the tension seemed to leak out of Wes all at once, and he laid still as he worked on catching his breath. Something twisted in his chest when he felt Rory’s cheek on his thigh, but he was drunk -- and now dizzy -- enough that it was a dull feeling. Wes left his hands on Rory’s skin, but the touch was light and he pulled it back as soon as the other man started to move. Wes forced his eyes open just a little when he felt Rory settle next to him, staring at his cheek as he softly returned the kiss. His brain wasn’t great with words under the best circumstances, and at the moment it was impossible for him to say anything. Luckily, he was still too drunk for real shame, but all Wes wanted to do now was go to sleep. Every limb feeling like it weighed hundreds of pounds, Wes pulled the blanket back up over them again and rolled onto his side, facing Rory. He draped his arm over him and closed his eyes again.
Rory was too drunk and too tired to think about what should come next, though he was distantly aware that there were probably repercussions to be considered. It was something that would have to wait till morning, when he could focus on more than how good it felt to have Wes’s arm draped over him. Some guys were quick to run off after sex, but that wasn’t really an option for either of them, so he was glad to have Wes remain there with him. With a sigh of contentment, Rory rolled over and pressed his body up against Wes’s before closing his eyes. If he woke up in the morning and found that this was all a dream, he was going to be sorely disappointed.