[ the higher they climb together, the tighter yoshi gets, the harder it is to keep up the rhythm. his hips eventually stutter, distracted by the too-tight grip and dazed out of his mind with the pleasure of it. each break in pattern is a rougher, sharper thrust as he tries to chase the same sweet release that’s overtaking yoshi
when he comes, it’s swift. heat welling in his stomach and spilling out of him as he shudders into yoshi, head thrown back into a long-drawn moan. a blackout of white ecstasy. after that, it’s just lingering tremors and the ringing in his ears
even then, he doesn’t collapse on top of yoshi completely, trying not to smother the other boy when they’re both trying to catch their breaths. even then, he reaches up to check, brushing damp white hair out of his eyes, cradling him protectively ]
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when he comes, it’s swift. heat welling in his stomach and spilling out of him as he shudders into yoshi, head thrown back into a long-drawn moan. a blackout of white ecstasy. after that, it’s just lingering tremors and the ringing in his ears
even then, he doesn’t collapse on top of yoshi completely, trying not to smother the other boy when they’re both trying to catch their breaths. even then, he reaches up to check, brushing damp white hair out of his eyes, cradling him protectively ]