He braces himself on Jay's shoulders as he slowly sinks down, taking him in, fingertips digging into the firm muscle as he throws his head back with a lusty moan. Breath shaky, he settles once again on his lap, this time completely filled by him. He buries his fingers in Jay's hair, as if keeping his face pressed to his shoulder, and for a moment he stays still -- as still as possible, but for the intense thrumming of every muscle and nerve in his body.

"Fuck, darling, you feel so good," he growls into his ear.