"Yeah, there," Jack said, and rolled over finally, easing the pressure on his left hip before it turns into pain. "There."

And here was his favorite part of sex, his very secret favorite; the cuddling afterwards in the happy exhausted afterglow, maybe getting sleepy, maybe getting ready for round two, maybe just lying with each other and thinking "fuck, was that a good time" which he thought might be happening now. It was comfortable, loving even, and definitely his favorite part.

He said so, mumbling a little over the words because he'd come really hard not too long ago, but whatever, Zephyr would get it.