[ That's a lot. Forget underestimating being methodical and shameless, Rau underestimated fucking Gilbert Durandal's fucking too-clever hands. It doesn’t take much of that for Rau to come hard, his whole body shuddering between Gil’s hands. He loops his arms around Gil’s shoulders to keep himself upright as it rocks through him in waves, breaks off kissing to rest his forehead against Gil’s. He never quite reaches the point of vocalizing, but every breath that punches out of him ends on a low and throaty groan.
When he finally stills, he settles in Gil’s lap, blinking back dazedness and starting to steady his breathing. He needs a moment to recover, for the last pleasurable frisson to dissipate. Then he’ll deal with whatever problems he may or may not have walked into. ]
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When he finally stills, he settles in Gil’s lap, blinking back dazedness and starting to steady his breathing. He needs a moment to recover, for the last pleasurable frisson to dissipate. Then he’ll deal with whatever problems he may or may not have walked into. ]