[with the shock of how that resonance feels from inside, as well as how amazing it feels ringing inside of him, eyes fly open wide, before slipping half closed as he lets out a moan louder than before. his hold on Raphael's shoulders loosen before he flops back down onto the bed, arms coming up to cross over his eyes as his hips lift up against the other's hand; it almost topples him over the edge again, but he only just keeps himself together. more, oh how he wants more of it, but now it's just a matter of mustering up enough of himself to ask for it.
peeking up at the archangel through the crack in between his arms, he lets out a sharp breath, before shaking his head]
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peeking up at the archangel through the crack in between his arms, he lets out a sharp breath, before shaking his head]
Hah-- n-no... More, please...