[As soon as he feels Ginsberg tighten and clench around him, he follows suit. How could he not, when he feels and sounds as incredible as that?
His fingers grip too hard on his hips, probably leaving bruises, as he groans slowly through his own release. As soon as the last wave is through him he leans forward, resting his head between Ginberg's shoulder blades and breathing heavily onto his skin.]
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His fingers grip too hard on his hips, probably leaving bruises, as he groans slowly through his own release. As soon as the last wave is through him he leans forward, resting his head between Ginberg's shoulder blades and breathing heavily onto his skin.]
Dear god that was good.