The appeal of those words, like many others Caleb has teased from his lover's lips tonight, is their utter novelty. When has he ever had the privilege of hearing Yussa Errenis like this, crude and begging? When will he again? Everything about this, pinning him to the bed and fucking that whispered plea out of him, is utterly filthy and absurdly hot.
"A little more, schatz," he manages to gasp. "Just a little more patience."
Caleb was already close. Yussa squeezes around him and Caleb moans helplessly, fucking him with needful abandon, thrusts that roll both their hips down into the bed, that finally press Caleb's body over Yussa's back, caging him beneath as his shaking arms force him to lower himself to his forearms. He only snaps his hips down a handful of times in a tight, dragging grind before he comes with a cry, tense and twitching. He feels dizzy at the height of it as he fills his lover's ass, only just managing not to collapse on top of him completely.
Gods, that aphrodisiac is no joke. Two intense orgasms in less than half an hour is significantly different (and significantly better) than how he'd expected to pace himself tonight.
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"A little more, schatz," he manages to gasp. "Just a little more patience."
Caleb was already close. Yussa squeezes around him and Caleb moans helplessly, fucking him with needful abandon, thrusts that roll both their hips down into the bed, that finally press Caleb's body over Yussa's back, caging him beneath as his shaking arms force him to lower himself to his forearms. He only snaps his hips down a handful of times in a tight, dragging grind before he comes with a cry, tense and twitching. He feels dizzy at the height of it as he fills his lover's ass, only just managing not to collapse on top of him completely.
Gods, that aphrodisiac is no joke. Two intense orgasms in less than half an hour is significantly different (and significantly better) than how he'd expected to pace himself tonight.