[ The aftershocks are only more drawn out when Claude doesn't stop moving and Sylvain relishes that, too, even when nerves are sparking, overloaded with stimulation, muscles trembling. It's a good thing he's already braced on his forearms, forehead resting against the mattress, because he would have likely faceplanted in the aftermath.
Even now, he gasps raggedly for air, sharp inhales yanked into his lungs in between the final few thrusts Claude makes before he can feel the other man coming as well. He groans out a curse of his own, weight braced so that when Claude slumps against his back, they don't both go tumbling. His body still shudders and clenches as the aftershocks continue to roll through him, no doubt setting off a chain reaction, since he knows Claude will be sensitive after his own orgasm. But he doesn't want to move yet, either, because this is perfect. ]
Yup. I am definitely going to be feeling this tomorrow, in all the best ways.
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Even now, he gasps raggedly for air, sharp inhales yanked into his lungs in between the final few thrusts Claude makes before he can feel the other man coming as well. He groans out a curse of his own, weight braced so that when Claude slumps against his back, they don't both go tumbling. His body still shudders and clenches as the aftershocks continue to roll through him, no doubt setting off a chain reaction, since he knows Claude will be sensitive after his own orgasm. But he doesn't want to move yet, either, because this is perfect. ]
Yup. I am definitely going to be feeling this tomorrow, in all the best ways.