[ For a man renowned for his patience and composure, Siegfried lacks both of those things, lost to the feeling of taking everything Percival has to offer. Every wave of pleasure is higher than the next as he sinks into him repeatedly, throaty moans lost in the other's mouth. He can't help but wonder if he isn't being too reckless, if he isn't accidentally hurting the other man. But he can't entertain the thought for more than a brief moment. It feels too good to stop. They can't possibly stop. ]
Percival... [ He can't continue hanging on. Not when he can scarcely keep his eyes open, overwhelmed by the sight of the other man, completely unwound and lost to the throes of passion because of him. ] I can't...
[ He can't go on much further, and also can't finish that thought, apparently. ]
You are not to stop ... [ He doesn't actually have any authority to be ordering Siegfried around, so his words come as more of a plea, his desperation evident in the way his nails dig hard into the other man's firm back. He knows he's close as well - even more so than Siegfried, with all the attention he had been paid before. Legs locked around the other man's hips, he forces them into a rough and reckless pace, driving his hips against Siegfried's body, taking his full length in repeatedly even if the stretch and press of that cock inside him forces him to groan and cry out. ]
I did not think it could feel like this -- aah! [ With one harsh roll of the hips he takes Siegfried inside him again, and the sensation forces him to throw his head back, moaning loudly as he's finally driven off the edge. His hard cock, already dripping wet with pre from all that continuous attention, spills its seed shamelessly against Siegfried's fingers and abdomen. ]
[ Percival could have asked him to perform any manner of things, and Siegfried would have complied if it meant he got to continue having him like this. Thankfully, the request is the most natural thing in the world to fulfill, because continuing on is something he doesn't think he could stop doing if he tried.
And it's the feeling of Percival tense around him, of hot cum coating his fingers, that sends fire through his veins and makes his mind swim with pleasure. He groans and clutches onto the other man as if for dear life as he climaxes, as if Percival were his earthly anchor.
He spills himself into Percival, not once loosening his possessive embrace. Not even when he's finished. He merely slumps downward a bit, the hold on the other's chest melding into more of a proper hug. ]
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Percival... [ He can't continue hanging on. Not when he can scarcely keep his eyes open, overwhelmed by the sight of the other man, completely unwound and lost to the throes of passion because of him. ] I can't...
[ He can't go on much further, and also can't finish that thought, apparently. ]
—I'm too close...
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I did not think it could feel like this -- aah! [ With one harsh roll of the hips he takes Siegfried inside him again, and the sensation forces him to throw his head back, moaning loudly as he's finally driven off the edge. His hard cock, already dripping wet with pre from all that continuous attention, spills its seed shamelessly against Siegfried's fingers and abdomen. ]
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And it's the feeling of Percival tense around him, of hot cum coating his fingers, that sends fire through his veins and makes his mind swim with pleasure. He groans and clutches onto the other man as if for dear life as he climaxes, as if Percival were his earthly anchor.
He spills himself into Percival, not once loosening his possessive embrace. Not even when he's finished. He merely slumps downward a bit, the hold on the other's chest melding into more of a proper hug. ]