Pulling away is hard- damn near impossible, but he untangles himself anyway and digs around in his bag for lube. Shoots off quick text to Kimball to- uh- not bug them for a few hours. Leave some bottles of water and protein bars outside their door in a bit, maybe.

Cuz they're gonna be at this for awhile and will need to recover. Breaking into the mess later seems more and more likely.

Crawling back onto the bed feels like a joint settling into place, nosing along David's chest, working past him to do the same to Carolina's neck. "Fucking gorgeous. Both of you."