[Trait: Really good at self-control but only if he has it in the first place.
To that end, though, he's quickly becoming unwound. The pace gradually gets more and more uneven, Ain's moans become less coordinated and more like bitten-off screams in between gasps for air, pitching in intensity — and he's swiftly driven over the edge after one final bounce, driving Wolfwood in deep while his spine arches and he tosses his head back from how amazing it all feels.
Hopefully Wolfwood likes being painted, because Ain is, in fact, having two at once; both cocks pulse and cover his partner at the same time, all while Ain is left at the mercy of having two ass-kicking orgasms at once. This might kill him, but he's going to want to keep going in a moment or two, so fuck it.
The rain will wash most of it out. He just needs to recover from the fatigue. And Wolfwood hasn't yet had a second, so! Just give Ain a second to slump over on top of the man and lazily kiss at his jaw, panting...]
Do you want your hands back for a little bit...? I'm not done with you right now, but I figure you don't want to be sore.
[Well. He's going to be sore, Ain is quite the rough rider, but like! Y'know, arm sore.]
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To that end, though, he's quickly becoming unwound. The pace gradually gets more and more uneven, Ain's moans become less coordinated and more like bitten-off screams in between gasps for air, pitching in intensity — and he's swiftly driven over the edge after one final bounce, driving Wolfwood in deep while his spine arches and he tosses his head back from how amazing it all feels.
Hopefully Wolfwood likes being painted, because Ain is, in fact, having two at once; both cocks pulse and cover his partner at the same time, all while Ain is left at the mercy of having two ass-kicking orgasms at once. This might kill him, but he's going to want to keep going in a moment or two, so fuck it.
The rain will wash most of it out. He just needs to recover from the fatigue. And Wolfwood hasn't yet had a second, so! Just give Ain a second to slump over on top of the man and lazily kiss at his jaw, panting...]
Do you want your hands back for a little bit...? I'm not done with you right now, but I figure you don't want to be sore.
[Well. He's going to be sore, Ain is quite the rough rider, but like! Y'know, arm sore.]