Oh fuck, he thinks, and distantly he hears himself whisper the same words aloud. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh sweetheart—
And he spills over, tumbles off that edge, and that molten wave crashes over him, practically whites-out his vision for a few seconds. Faraday thrusts up into Vasquez's mouth and comes with Vasquez's name on his lips (Alejo—). As he rides out that wave, a few broken oaths slip from him, praising and reverent and groaned.
When he finishes, he falls back against the bed breathless and stunned, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. For a few seconds, he feels too dazed to move, like someone punched the air from his gut. He'll need a few seconds to catch his breath.
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And he spills over, tumbles off that edge, and that molten wave crashes over him, practically whites-out his vision for a few seconds. Faraday thrusts up into Vasquez's mouth and comes with Vasquez's name on his lips (Alejo—). As he rides out that wave, a few broken oaths slip from him, praising and reverent and groaned.
When he finishes, he falls back against the bed breathless and stunned, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. For a few seconds, he feels too dazed to move, like someone punched the air from his gut. He'll need a few seconds to catch his breath.