[ Victor empties himself in him and Logan sighs with relief, eyes fluttering closed and body running tight, greedy, to keep anything from spilling. His grip on the back of Victor's neck tightens for a moment in a show of comfort as the legs around Victor loosen, and he makes it so Logan can rest his ankles on the mattress with his legs still spread, with his hips still raised to keep Victor inside him.
The heat is incredible, all-encompassing. Logan's hand slips up to stroke Victor's hair as he nips at his temple and the shell of his ear.
He'd speak, but he's sure Victor can feel the rumbling in his throat and chest -- the soft noises of satisfaction. He wraps his free arm around his waist to pull that bigger frame down, to urge Victor to slump into him and press their bodies together. It's hard to suppress the smug grin that pops onto his face when he feels his come smear between their bellies, and he relishes the thought of his husband smelling like their sex for a while. ]
Shh. [ He licks the sweat off Victor's cheek, bites lightly at the corner of his brow as his hand strokes along his back. ] Easy.
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The heat is incredible, all-encompassing. Logan's hand slips up to stroke Victor's hair as he nips at his temple and the shell of his ear.
He'd speak, but he's sure Victor can feel the rumbling in his throat and chest -- the soft noises of satisfaction. He wraps his free arm around his waist to pull that bigger frame down, to urge Victor to slump into him and press their bodies together. It's hard to suppress the smug grin that pops onto his face when he feels his come smear between their bellies, and he relishes the thought of his husband smelling like their sex for a while. ]
Shh. [ He licks the sweat off Victor's cheek, bites lightly at the corner of his brow as his hand strokes along his back. ] Easy.