"Inside," Frank agreed, breathless, urgent. He groaned as Jim came apart like that, the tight squeeze of his body, the jolt of them meeting. Frank wasn't quite there yet, but he was close, he could feel it.

He kissed Jim hungrily, held him close. He kept stroking him through it, a teasing touch, knowing that things would get overwhelming the longer it took but it wasn't going to take long.

"Shit," he breathed against the kiss. There was almost a laugh, something surprisingly mirthful in the midst and aftermath of everything. Something very alive. Frank got in just a couple more deep, needy thrusts before he came.