Very slowly, the empath shook his head, water cascading off his narrow shoulders. Still bracing himself on the wall, he turned to catch at Isaac’s mouth, just as his knees started to shake.
He moaned into the kiss, keeping it lazy and tender as he tried to work out what the other male was refusing, as he continued to gently stroke him off. “I love you,” he breathed out, licking around his lips as he held him upright against his chest.
Summer started to answer, but cried out instead, half-collapsing against the wall with one hand linked around Isaac’s neck as he came.