Feeling Yussa come on his fingers had nearly undone him. Feeling him come on his cock, driven to the peak of pleasure from that alone, he is powerless to do anything but follow.
Caleb doesn't fall still, fucking his lover through his orgasm, burying his cock deep in his throbbing cunt again and again to prolong his pleasure. But his own peaks while Yussa is still shuddering against him, the tremors of his slender body and the tight clench of his cunt utterly irresistible. Caleb gasps as the first wave rolls through him, startled by the sheer intensity. His hips continue rolling in shallower thrusts as his cock pulses in Yussa's cunt. The grip of Caleb's hands on his hips as he spills becomes bruising tight if it hadn't been already, and he loses himself in the feeling completely, moaning low against the warm brown of the other man's neck.
He feels bright, alive, connected to the energy around them and to Yussa in a way that he has never experienced before. It's powerful, and after he has spent himself his body trembles too with the echoes of that all-consuming pleasure. He breathes hard, clutching Yussa tight against him with a soft whine, because being close to him is the only thing that makes sense, the only thing that matters. A few breathless words of bewilderment, praise, and adoration are muttered in Zemnian, half lost as he speaks them into the elegant slope of Yussa's thin shoulder.
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Caleb doesn't fall still, fucking his lover through his orgasm, burying his cock deep in his throbbing cunt again and again to prolong his pleasure. But his own peaks while Yussa is still shuddering against him, the tremors of his slender body and the tight clench of his cunt utterly irresistible. Caleb gasps as the first wave rolls through him, startled by the sheer intensity. His hips continue rolling in shallower thrusts as his cock pulses in Yussa's cunt. The grip of Caleb's hands on his hips as he spills becomes bruising tight if it hadn't been already, and he loses himself in the feeling completely, moaning low against the warm brown of the other man's neck.
He feels bright, alive, connected to the energy around them and to Yussa in a way that he has never experienced before. It's powerful, and after he has spent himself his body trembles too with the echoes of that all-consuming pleasure. He breathes hard, clutching Yussa tight against him with a soft whine, because being close to him is the only thing that makes sense, the only thing that matters. A few breathless words of bewilderment, praise, and adoration are muttered in Zemnian, half lost as he speaks them into the elegant slope of Yussa's thin shoulder.