“Oh, fuck, Isaac,” the redhead moaned. He managed to press back his hips, shuddering again with the tension, and closed his eyes against the flow of the water over his face.
“Mmm, if that’s what you want…?” He trailed off and playfully bit at his shoulder, grinding his hips against the other’s rear as he sped up his hand, twisting and turning it slightly.
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.