"No," he gasps, his voice almost breaking on the word. Moving like this, he can leverage his weight easily enough that he can forget he's only using one leg. And moving like this, he could probably forget everything else. Everything else is certainly fading into the background, replaced with something bright and hot gathering in his spine.

It's going to be big. He can already tell.

"Don't shut up." It comes out in a rough, breathless mutter. "Don't, don't you--oh, fuck."