[He was feeling close, as well, and almost unable to keep the pace slow anymore.]
[And how desperate he was, as if he were terrified that he would be ripped away that very instant and cast back into his 'nightmarish dystopia,' as Peony had called it. He pulls away from the kiss to let the other speak, though only barely hearing him.]
[He can feel his own end close, though he tries to slow down just a bit to hear the other's words. He finally feels his most pleasurable spot being brushed against and shivers, desperately trying to keep his thrusts hitting that spot.]
[And suddenly, he's unable to hold back anymore, especially after the whisper. He mirrors the sentiment quite easily enough through a hoarse whisper, repeating it over and over before sealing their lips together again as he bucked up and released over his stomach, muscles tensing up. He pulled away from the kiss shortly after, letting out a soft cry.]
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[And how desperate he was, as if he were terrified that he would be ripped away that very instant and cast back into his 'nightmarish dystopia,' as Peony had called it. He pulls away from the kiss to let the other speak, though only barely hearing him.]
[He can feel his own end close, though he tries to slow down just a bit to hear the other's words. He finally feels his most pleasurable spot being brushed against and shivers, desperately trying to keep his thrusts hitting that spot.]
[And suddenly, he's unable to hold back anymore, especially after the whisper. He mirrors the sentiment quite easily enough through a hoarse whisper, repeating it over and over before sealing their lips together again as he bucked up and released over his stomach, muscles tensing up. He pulled away from the kiss shortly after, letting out a soft cry.]