[ The erratic shift in pace blanks whatever remaining coherent thoughts Wanderer had left as Kaveh fucks him senseless, and all he can manage to get out are gasps full of Kaveh's name and broken sentences about how good it feels. He writhes back against him, and he hits his climax as soon as he starts to jerk him off, spilling all over Kaveh's hand. ] M- made for me... [ He repeats as he comes down from his orgasm, his body going slack. ]
Yes. Made for you, Zenith. [ he captures his lips in a kiss as he rides out his orgasm, his thrusts getting slower and becoming more shallow. his limbs feel like jell-o, but he manages to avoid collapsing on top of him. instead, slowly laying atop him. he doesn't pull out, but it zenith complains he will. ] That was incredible. [ lightly nuzzles his cheek. ]
[ He's not going to complain, but he is going to lay down fully rather than trying to support both of them. He makes a few contented murmurs of agreement as he nuzzles back into Kaveh, still dazed from his own orgasm. It doesn't seem like he can recover enough, like he's ready to fall asleep as they are. ] Mm...
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