Will laughs weakly when he finally catches Orym's gaze. He looks down at his boyfriend with bare adoration. He's so beautiful, so amazing, and Will can't believe Orym chooses him. He squeezes Orym's hand and tries to curl closer to kiss him wherever he can reach.

"That's--what's what you get for dating someone... taller than you," he gasps out. Orym is beautiful and he feels so damn good, and Will never wants this to end. "This is the only down side."

He stokes his thumb over Orym's hand and tries to kiss his head again. Will exhales heavily, his breath edged with a moan as he grinds against Orym on the next thrust. He tries moving a little faster, delirious just feeling Orym's thighs against him. It's getting easier and he can't believe Orym can take it... and it's so fucking hot that he can. That he wants to.

"Tell me--tell me if you want me to pull out, okay?"