[He smiles back, eyes half lidded and content as a cat. A small hiss dithers out of him as the balm is massaged into his entrance and onto his ass, swallowing slightly before he pulls away from the wall, following Jack out of the bathtub. Hiccup gingerly steps onto the floor of the bathroom, fingers curled around his lover's as he steps out, chuckling softly at the question.]
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Exhausted. You really did a number on me, love.