So used to the build-up being the best part of tangling with Gabe like this, with all its fiery violence and anger thrumming under their skin, needing to burst out, it's... nice to have it actually go the way it should. Let the climax be the what it is, the best part about it, a pay-off that leaves one feeling satisfied.

At least, that's all he can really hope for. It's all he can hope as Gabe comes around him, expels that delicious noise into him and he greedily laps it up, finding he still hasn't quite reached that point yet. But he's just barely hanging on. He's right there.

He finds himself wrapping his arms tight around Gabe, grunting feverishly as he desperately tries to finish soon after. While overstimulating can be fun, he doesn't know what'll happen in this moment. Something could just shift at the drop of a dime and not always for the best. Burying his face into Gabe's neck, he loses himself to the heat of his sweaty skin, the pounding of a blood vessel right under his jaw, and comes with a similarly muffled cry followed by a low but sharp 'fuck'.

His grip tightens like an embrace, the roll of his hips slow as he makes sure to fill him deep. Whoever, whatever the hell it was before didn't exist and all Gabe will feel is him.