[ It's as much the view of Eiden starting to spiral, starting to come undone, that pushes Sylvain closer to his own completion as it is the way he shudders and clenches tight around his cock as he rides him. His pace speeds, rougher now, a little more erratic as his own orgasm starts to build. His eyes are dark but locked on the other man's face as his head tips back against the door. As those obscene little noises slip free of his lips and Sylvain resists the urge to reach up and swallow them all, because he wants to hear them.
The nails digging into the skin of his back get a low groan of pleasure as he arches up in sharp, rapid thrusts, feeling Eiden's body convulse as he spills over his hand, still stroking him - though the movements slow a little after. The way he rocks, though, clenched so tight as his body shudders with his orgasm is enough to give Sylvain that last little push he needed. He rocks, rough and deep, once more, twice, before sheathing himself fully inside and spilling with a low cry, one he muffles into the damp flesh of Eiden's shoulders, teeth biting lightly enough to leave a faint mark in the skin. ]
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The nails digging into the skin of his back get a low groan of pleasure as he arches up in sharp, rapid thrusts, feeling Eiden's body convulse as he spills over his hand, still stroking him - though the movements slow a little after. The way he rocks, though, clenched so tight as his body shudders with his orgasm is enough to give Sylvain that last little push he needed. He rocks, rough and deep, once more, twice, before sheathing himself fully inside and spilling with a low cry, one he muffles into the damp flesh of Eiden's shoulders, teeth biting lightly enough to leave a faint mark in the skin. ]