(Gasping, he watches Astaldo, utterly fixated. The cries and the hot spurt deep inside of him send him reeling over the edge. He bites into his lover's shoulder to muffle the sound, but his body shakes helplessly.
When he is spent, he pulls back, his face red.)
Astaldo... (He feels...awed. Being like this will never lose its wonder to him.)
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Date: 2016-04-27 09:00 am (UTC)When he is spent, he pulls back, his face red.)
Astaldo... (He feels...awed. Being like this will never lose its wonder to him.)