Damien spotted his lover, such a fatigued expression worried the smaller elsen. He dropped his pickaxe and helmet and sat on Cotton’s lap.
"Hey, love." He smiles.
"Are you alright? You look a lil’ bit tired…" The scarred elsen kissed his boyfriend so lovingly, trying to comfort the other.
The damned elsen was fatigued too, his shirt and face covered in dirt, his weight was dropping incredibly fast he had to admit, he felt weak. His eyes sunk into his skull demostrating his severe insomnia and hard work.
Even though he was almost greeting death he smiled warmly to his love.
Cotton embraced his beloved dearly, holding him close despite his thick coat of sweat and aura of dense heat radiating from his body. Puff rolled his eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh.
“Tired I am… I’ve been flying from rooftop-rooftop all day long… Dedan was on my ass, telling me to get every last roof vent inspected because some other elsen complained about a murky smell coming from the vents… Lo behold, I had to issue repairs on almost every since vent due to metal corrosion…”
Running his hand up his puff, fixing his hair, Puff looked back at his love with full focus.
“How have you been, my dear?”
"Tired, as usual" Damien proceeded to take Cotton’s tie and shirt off, then ran his hands up and down his torso, coating his hands in his lover’s sweat.
"It seems like you did hard work, you’re sweating like Enoch trying to get out of his office." The damned elsen sighed, he wanted to help out his husband, but sex wasn’t going to help a lot, maybe there was something that could relax him at least for a while… ‘Oh’ He thought and then smiled.
"Cotton Puff… Can I ask you something? Um… Are you into… drugs…?"