The way Jamie squirms and tenses and clenches around Noah's fingers, coupled with the shape his mouth makes falling open on that final moan, is just so hot Noah can hardly stand it. Hazy borrowed satisfaction ripples through him, emanating from Jamie. It leaves him throbbing.

Noah waits until Jamie goes still before sliding his fingers free. He fumbles with his belt and zipper, leftover lube making the process way too slippery, and sighs as he pulls his cock out from its tight confines.

With one hand on himself, he reaches for the base of the toy with the other. "Can I...?"