"I know what you need. I know." With one hand on the back of the sofa for support, he gathers up a bit of Jamie's own slick and coats his cock. Normally, he'd check in more along the way, but he's rapidly losing any ability to hold himself back. There's no delay, no slow easing himself inside, he just pushes in and curls over his back, nuzzling along the arch of his neck.

It's not long before there's a rumbling sound in his chest and he begins to move. Hard and quick, Julian is focused on chasing his own pleasure.