[Letting go has never been his forte. There's a niggling idea, at the very back of his mind, that he should have it in him to hold out just a while longer, despite his balls pulling tight and every muscle in his stomach and pelvis knotting fiercely. But all it takes is a little encouragement, as if permission was all he ever needed, that velvety whisper in his ear setting him off with a shudder, a keening sigh. He surges in Ed's hand, ropes of come slapping his heaving belly, the sheets. Starbursts of light still popping behind his eye when he has nothing left to give and sinks into the mattress, gasping and boneless.
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Date: 2020-01-08 05:04 am (UTC)His grip on Ed's hand softens.]