[as he gets closer to orgasm, Blue's body tenses, hips rolling up to meet Yzak's hand, pleasured urgency in his panting. he goes warm all over, radiating that raw need that's capped off by his coming. he gasps Yzak's name when he does, unconsciously taking on echoes of Yzak's own private moments of climax to dictate that sensation.
he sighs out a whimper against Yzak's neck as he rides it out and stills, save for the tremble that's left behind; it's a weakness that isn't borne of age or frailty, just...satisfaction.]
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he sighs out a whimper against Yzak's neck as he rides it out and stills, save for the tremble that's left behind; it's a weakness that isn't borne of age or frailty, just...satisfaction.]
So...warm...good...