[It almost is a prayer. A prayer and a whisper of things that can't be said out loud where Roman would know what the words mean. Feelings he's been running from for almost the entirety of the time that he's known him. It's better like this.
He's shaking, leaning into Roman as the other boy holds him tight, keeps him standing, stroking him through his orgasm. Still deep within him, slender fingers moving over his cock until he's spent, unsteady on his legs, still reeling from the feel of it all.
And that's when Roman finally comes apart. He can feel how his dick pulses, even through the latex of the condom, how he gasps, cursing quietly in the silent air of the bathroom. His hands curl against the wall of his stall, body shaking.]
Fuck, Roman...
[He starts to try and say something but loses it halfway through. It's too much, too overwhelming. He wants more, and he knows that's fucked up.]
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Date: 2014-08-04 07:29 pm (UTC)He's shaking, leaning into Roman as the other boy holds him tight, keeps him standing, stroking him through his orgasm. Still deep within him, slender fingers moving over his cock until he's spent, unsteady on his legs, still reeling from the feel of it all.
And that's when Roman finally comes apart. He can feel how his dick pulses, even through the latex of the condom, how he gasps, cursing quietly in the silent air of the bathroom. His hands curl against the wall of his stall, body shaking.]
Fuck, Roman...
[He starts to try and say something but loses it halfway through. It's too much, too overwhelming. He wants more, and he knows that's fucked up.]