It bordered on painful with how he kept going but Eli loved it. Whining softly, he gave into everything. Each thrust, each kiss, everything. He was starving for it and wanted to feel every little bit of it. The fact that James was always so ready to give it to him thrilled him to no end.

Crying out when he felt that orgasm, he let himself cling as tight as he could until it was all over. Then he was left in a puddle under him, bent in half and not about to ask to be allowed to have his legs down yet. This was perfect. Every little detail of it.

"...love...love you..."