[It would seem odd that Conrad's breathing is just as ragged, his mind in the same state of swirling confusion as is Yuuri's, if he weren't experiencing this firsthand. It's a release for him too -- not physically, but in a far more profound way. With anyone else he might be teasing, smiling, drawing it out, but he can't even think of making this last. It's not important. Not compared to Yuuri making those sounds, clinging to him, and it's all Conrad can do to keep his hand moving smoothly, speed and grip increasing by small degrees.]