[He makes an incoherent sound of pleasure, crying out at the feel of it when Roman manages to hit his prostate again and it leaves him shaking. His words are encouraging, not that Peter really needs it.
Roman's jerking him off, his hand in rhythm with his thrusts and Peter can't help when it hits him. His orgasm curling through him, so intense it makes his vision go dark for a moment. One hand coming off the wall to cling to Roman's arm around his waist, falling back into his body, words almost mumbled on his lips.]
Miro ves'tacha..
[Words he shouldn't say, but they tumble off his mouth anyway. The only benefit being that Roman doesn't understand.]
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Roman's jerking him off, his hand in rhythm with his thrusts and Peter can't help when it hits him. His orgasm curling through him, so intense it makes his vision go dark for a moment. One hand coming off the wall to cling to Roman's arm around his waist, falling back into his body, words almost mumbled on his lips.]
Miro ves'tacha..
[Words he shouldn't say, but they tumble off his mouth anyway. The only benefit being that Roman doesn't understand.]