Jamie tries to muffle himself again as he cries out. The slick slide of Julian's cock brings relief and ignites his need all at once. It's bliss when he starts moving, fucking him without any further preamble. Jamie braces himself against the couch to avoid losing his balance, though he suspects that even if he did, Julian wouldn't stop.

He feels hot all over, panting as every hard thrust forces him against the furniture. He grinds against it and back against Julian as much as he can, losing himself in the delirious feeling.

Even if Julian is intent on his own pleasure, he doesn't have to work very hard to build up Jamie's. Every part of him feels sensitive, to the point that feeling the other man's breath against his skin makes him shudder. He gets tight around Julian's cock, body trying to milk him. Jamie bites his lip and grips the cushions tighter as that wave of tension ripples through him again, harder. He gasps, realizing he's coming. But he doesn't want this to stop.