[Just a few more seconds is all Wolfwood needs, at this point. He's on the razor's edge of getting lost in it, having to remind himself not to break the poor guy's neck in his enthusiasm. He keeps his grip firm but not so hard that he'll hurt him, though the last few seconds do get just a little bit rough. It's very brief, but Ain will feel Wolfwood pound into him for just a span of a breath before he finally hits his peak and tumbles over that blissful edge, letting out a sound Ain's probably never quite heard from him before. It's massively horny and very afflicted as he pulls Ain's face flush with his pelvis, his hips still vaguely jerking as he pumps him full down the back of his throat in rhythmic spurts, his breath escaping him now in shuddering gasps.
It's just like the last time, although it's somehow even more.]
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It's just like the last time, although it's somehow even more.]