Jay can't help but follow. The tight heat of Emcee's body, vice clenched around him in the moment of ecstasy; the splashes across his skin, burning hot compared to the cold air. He runs him hands up Emcee's arms, supporting him. He sits up a touch, holding Emcee close as he pants for air.

"Beautiful." He whispers softly, cupping Emcee's cheek and kisses him fondly.