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[forthedog]

"Yeah, that might be something to look into, then." But it comes out vague, distracted, because his body's attention has been drifting elsewhere for the last ten minutes or so and now that attention is focusing. Hardening.

He arches back against the downward press of Neil's hips with a quiet sound, freshly thankful for the time.

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[likeaplanet]

When he comes, I slow down enough to really feel the clinch of him around my dick. Then, I focus on getting myself past that last crest, coming with a low, shuddering groan with my eyes still open and watching the way his throat's working while he catches his breath.

"God," I say, pulling him down against me, my face buried in the crook of his neck and my dick still in him and going limp.

[forthedog]

He goes without any resistance, their skin instantly glued together with sweat and come, and he lets out a shuddering breath, lips brushing Neil's ear. "Yeah." He shifts slightly, letting Neil slide out of him, but any other movement feels mostly beyond him.

"So that was pretty fucking perfect."