It is incredibly difficult not to go too far, not to give in to the urge to go fast, to thrust hard but he won't hurt L.L. Not even in his drugged state, it's left him enough of himself to hold him back.

L.L is amazing, Suzaku drowns in the sensations, at the touch, at the look L.L is giving him. He tries to keep up the slow pace, though a couple of times he jerks forward, never too far but faster than he had been planning. He mumbles apologies, trying to keep his head clear enough to focus on L.L, make sure he is alright. He keeps a hand in his hair, caressing his head gently.

The pleasure builds until it is almost too much and he manages to gasp. "L.L..." A warning at least.