Bodhi can't look away, can't breathe. The sight and smell of Galen. The hot splatter of cum on skin, the slap of their bodies.
He rolls them again, ploughing Galen hard as he chases his own high, so very close at hand. He can't take his eyes from Galen's, even as he cries his husband's name and spills into him.
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Date: 2018-04-28 03:41 pm (UTC)He rolls them again, ploughing Galen hard as he chases his own high, so very close at hand. He can't take his eyes from Galen's, even as he cries his husband's name and spills into him.