[ He knows it the moment it's happening, feeling the pulse of each spurt inside him, mouth dropped like it's the future echo of his own orgasm.
When Theo is done, Dom lifts himself to stand on his knees, the sensation of his girth lingering even after he fully slips out, standing on his knees to get closer to his chest. Hand wrapped around his own cock, Dom gasps and moans, pumps himself quickly, heat building into tension that finally snaps and leaves a mess of thick white on his boyfriend's collarbone and neck, dangerously close to his chin. He has to lean over by the end, grab the headboard for support, squeezing the last droplets with a few more strokes. ]
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When Theo is done, Dom lifts himself to stand on his knees, the sensation of his girth lingering even after he fully slips out, standing on his knees to get closer to his chest. Hand wrapped around his own cock, Dom gasps and moans, pumps himself quickly, heat building into tension that finally snaps and leaves a mess of thick white on his boyfriend's collarbone and neck, dangerously close to his chin. He has to lean over by the end, grab the headboard for support, squeezing the last droplets with a few more strokes. ]
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