[Here's when he can really tell that he's going to be sore tomorrow, or he would be able to if he knew any better. It hurts a little now, even with all of the lubrication, because they've been going at it so long, and he's no longer hard but his body thinks he's trying to approach a second time, and Gladio is thrusting harder and faster and he's so big. It feels really good like this, honestly. Eichi soaks in that kiss until it's gone, and then he feels like he has to shift to brace himself. One hand clutches uselessly at the sheets of the bed, the other tries to hold onto Gladio from this position.
His own breaths are short and heavy, shared with Gladio as he's pounded into. His heart is moving all the same, and the sensation of this powerful body around him and inside of him is so wonderfully overwhelming. He's hitting him in that great spot, now, too, and Eichi doesn't know how to deal with it.]
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His own breaths are short and heavy, shared with Gladio as he's pounded into. His heart is moving all the same, and the sensation of this powerful body around him and inside of him is so wonderfully overwhelming. He's hitting him in that great spot, now, too, and Eichi doesn't know how to deal with it.]