[While Ain is trying to hold himself back for Wolfwood's benefit, Wolfwood is not even trying. Perhaps he would be if he were sober, but uh...right now, he is chasing his own pleasure as far as he can, desperate now for the sweet relief of release. He's so close, he can almost taste it. Ain redoubling his efforts and moving faster only facilitates that feeling as Wolfwood's moaning overtakes all other sound, even the sound of the blood pumping in his ears.
He's certain he must have drawn blood by the time Ain is bouncing the hardest, meeting him each time with a buck of his hips up into him, gritting his teeth so hard it makes his jaw ache. He's right there, just a little more...
...Ain stops.
He stops.
He stops, and Wolfwood lets out a sound akin to a dying animal. He tries to throw himself at Ain, to keep moving, but funnily enough it's the collar and leash that keep him in place, unable to do much to get what he wants.]
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He's certain he must have drawn blood by the time Ain is bouncing the hardest, meeting him each time with a buck of his hips up into him, gritting his teeth so hard it makes his jaw ache. He's right there, just a little more...
...Ain stops.
He stops.
He stops, and Wolfwood lets out a sound akin to a dying animal. He tries to throw himself at Ain, to keep moving, but funnily enough it's the collar and leash that keep him in place, unable to do much to get what he wants.]
A-Ain-!