There was no real way he could hold back, but he had tried. The deeper dig of those fangs, the faster motions on him, it was just too much for him to hold back from. His hips started trying to follow his hand on his cock, fingers tight on Joseph’s shirt as he trembled. Right before he came, he tried to bite his lip to keep himself from being too loud right near the other man’s ear, but it ripped from his hold, his body shuddering. Every twitch brought another moan from him after he spilled over those fingers, his own loosening as if he couldn’t hold on like that anymore.