The first couple of times Iestyn felt close to climax, he let Henry know so he could slow down, easing off the gas, but each time Iestyn just wanted it more. Eventually he decided that this was it, the next one he'd allow.
He gripped Henry's shoulders, forgetting the kissing as he closed his eyes, just focusing on his other senses as climax came nearer. "Yes- yes-" he gasped. "I want to-"