Jack's legs clamp down, holding him completely buried to the base when he cums. It's his reflexes to his own orgasm trailing right behind the angel's. He buries his face into Balthazar's neck whimpering with the intensity of the release. He's shaking and overloading because he felt Balthazar, his emotions, some how.
He stays there, nails buried in skin and legs gripping tightly while his whole body spasms. Slowly he relaxes, legs sliding away as his bloody fingers grip hair and pull the angel into a sensual, languid kiss.
"I could fuck you constantly." Jack mumbles against his lips before pressing them back together again.
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on 2020-11-19 04:34 am (UTC)He stays there, nails buried in skin and legs gripping tightly while his whole body spasms. Slowly he relaxes, legs sliding away as his bloody fingers grip hair and pull the angel into a sensual, languid kiss.
"I could fuck you constantly." Jack mumbles against his lips before pressing them back together again.