The voice of reason inside Adrian's head was so quiet and insignificant as it told him that if he kept leaning into this pleasure, he was going to fall asleep, that he needed to shake it off and open his eyes and pay more attention to Kane. The pleasure took up far more space in his mind and body and he ended up wrapping his arms around Kane's neck, his moans quiet as he let his body do whatever it wanted without much conscious thought. Kane's voice sounded so far away too but it mingled in nicely with the physical touches, heightening them and bringing Adrian closer to that edge. He knew on some level that crossing that line would relax his body and he'd be a goner but his tired mind said that no, he'd open his eyes after and shake it off for a little while longer to enjoy more quality time with Kane. "Yeah," he more breathed than whispered, letting the climax come and wash away all the tension in his body. He'd had far more intense orgasms than this one but it was perfect for the moment, more of a release than anything else.
Even lowkey, Adrian’s orgasm was delicious to Kane, and he stroked him through it the best he could. Fooling around had certainly been distracting from dwelling on deaths he couldn't do anything about, and he was grateful for that. The heavy way Adrian leaned against him once he was done made Kane think the end of their evening together was near -- the conscious part, anyway. It felt weirdly good to be caught under him, providing comfort and support and pleasure that was apparently extremely relaxing. Though he couldn’t very well take full credit for that, could he? Kane kissed lightly at Adrian’s face, smiling a bit as he nudged him. “C’mon, lay down before you pass out on me,” he rumbled, though he didn’t think he would actually mind too much.
"Mmhmm," Adrian hummed because he was absolutely awake and aware, even if his awareness was blurry around the edges. He tightened his hold on Kane for a moment, pressing a kiss against skin though he wasn't even so sure where it landed. It belonged to Kane so that was really all that mattered. Moving was not as easy but he managed to get off Kane's lap and stretched out next to him with a little help, clinging to Kane as he did and pulling him down with him to kiss him again. He felt so stupidly good, seemingly caught in the dead center between wakefulness and sleep where everything felt a little heavy and warm and floaty. "Stay with me," he murmured because he couldn't really remember where they were and he didn't want Kane to leave.
Kane chuckled softly against Adrian’s lips as they kissed again, settling himself onto his side so he could keep an arm draped around Adrian. He seemed more stoned than Kane felt, so maybe he was sensitive to the THC, but it hadn’t knocked him right out, so it was better than alcohol. “I’m not goin’ nowhere,” Kane told him, softly rubbing their noses together. His cock was still hard, pressed against Adrian’s hip, but Kane didn’t care all that much. He could take care of it himself once Adrian was asleep. That looked pretty imminent. “You stay with me, okay?” he murmured. “You got me hooked on you, you’re mine now.”
Adrian managed to open his eyes just enough to peek at Kane with a lazy smile on his face but his eyelids felt too heavy to keep that up so he just hummed his agreement to whatever Kane was saying as he snuggled in closer. "Take care," he mumbled and it probably made sense in some part of his brain with plenty of other words attached to it, but at this point it just sounded like gibberish coming from someone who wasn't really conscious anymore. Kane could have said anything to him at the moment, he was beyond really grasping anything that wasn't purely physical and while he would feel pretty shitty about passing out on Kane the next morning, he would make it up to him.