[Fabian feels the tidal wave towering over him. He reaches up to grip the back of Tyler's head and pull him down so their foreheads are touching. He laces his fingers into the smaller man's hair and uses that as a grip to keep himself from being washed away as that wave crashes through him. He cannot help the desperate moan that escapes him, try as he might to stifle it.]
Fuck--
[He hisses. He does not still his hips, nor his fingers, thrusting until Tyler is finished as well.]
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Fuck--
[He hisses. He does not still his hips, nor his fingers, thrusting until Tyler is finished as well.]