helborn | (Reply)

Oh god, he made Casper— his boyfriend came because of him— he makes a strangled whimper, hips stuttering against the younger man’s, just a little bit more— until he stiffens, nails cutting into Casper’s back and his head falling back, mouth open in a hoarse cry. He doesn’t know when he closed his eyes. He just knows he’s touching and being touched and this is the hottest thing that has ever happened to him in his life. And he’s not sure he can organize himself to do much of anything right now other than hold onto Casper.