[ Every sound Blue gasps out, every grasp he reaches for drives him closer to the edge. Yzak lets out shorter, deeper groans in between planting kisses up Blue's neck, along his jaw just beneath his ear. Each time he pushes himself into Blue, it's harder, more desperate than the last, and as Blue reaches and grips in response to his movements, at one point he reaches back, pinning one of his hands over his head and lacing their fingers together.
All that runs through his mind is how good this feels; the brushes of Blue's hair against his face when he leans in close to him, this tight warmth, the way every little breath he lets out hits his skin and sends a spark of pleasure through him. It's not just the physical that's good, either, but Blue's voice in mind, both encouraging Yzak as well as his own affirmations of satisfaction, that he likes this, that he wants this and with him. (the fact that he seldom dreams like this, but Blue's been on his mind so much lately that it was inevitable)
Yzak trembles when he comes, that delightful heat building up in his body finally getting a powerful release. That hand holding Blue's squeezes, tight and as involuntary as those last couple of hard thrusts into him. He gasps out Blue's name in turn, pressing his face against his neck and heaving out a few short, breathy pants thereafter, enjoying that feeling as that built up delight rolls through and out of him completely. ]
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All that runs through his mind is how good this feels; the brushes of Blue's hair against his face when he leans in close to him, this tight warmth, the way every little breath he lets out hits his skin and sends a spark of pleasure through him. It's not just the physical that's good, either, but Blue's voice in mind, both encouraging Yzak as well as his own affirmations of satisfaction, that he likes this, that he wants this and with him. (the fact that he seldom dreams like this, but Blue's been on his mind so much lately that it was inevitable)
Yzak trembles when he comes, that delightful heat building up in his body finally getting a powerful release. That hand holding Blue's squeezes, tight and as involuntary as those last couple of hard thrusts into him. He gasps out Blue's name in turn, pressing his face against his neck and heaving out a few short, breathy pants thereafter, enjoying that feeling as that built up delight rolls through and out of him completely. ]