( It's getting harder for him to hold back. It's not easy, from his back like this, to keep rocking his hips upward— but he presses past the ache of his out of shape body to try and meet the dips of Leo's head, and that little yank at his jewelry earns another startled noise, his hand moving automatically over Leo's wrist. Not to stop him, really, but the reflex is there.
It doesn't have to go much longer like this. The warmth is enough, the feelings are enough, and Esikko allows himself to relax into it all. Tension builds until he can't hold it back any longer, and there's a soft whine. There's no verbal warning when he comes, so hopefully Leo doesn't mind that part, either. Just the flexing of his muscles and the hard spurts of cum as he presses up more than before, tries to hold himself there, to hold Leo there so that he can ride out the waves of pleasure. )
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It doesn't have to go much longer like this. The warmth is enough, the feelings are enough, and Esikko allows himself to relax into it all. Tension builds until he can't hold it back any longer, and there's a soft whine. There's no verbal warning when he comes, so hopefully Leo doesn't mind that part, either. Just the flexing of his muscles and the hard spurts of cum as he presses up more than before, tries to hold himself there, to hold Leo there so that he can ride out the waves of pleasure. )