Angelo's thoughts were cloudy and his movements were sluggish but the sensations were dagger-sharp. He was stuffed full, Nikolai reaching places he didn't even know existed inside him.
All of the pain was gone, leaving behind pleasure so sublime it was just as overwhelming as the pain had been. He almost wanted to fall right asleep right then, the only source of discomfort Nikolai's clothes.
His skin was extra-sensitive so although it was no doubt made of expensive materials, it chafed at his skin. He had decided to himself to let Nikolai do whatever he wanted while he would just hang on for the ride, keeping his complaints in until he had no other choice.
So he said nothing about the discomfort, it didn't especially stand out too much, not when he was preoccupied with other sensations. He was still far comfortable than before Nikolai joined him on the bed, his head falling forward slightly in a doze.
