"No," Tristan purred. "No. I- it's fine," he whispered, starting again. His fingers slid up and down Taff's back, feeling his body moving beneath him. He would pin him down and press against him. Push his aching erection between Taff's thighs-
"Oh-" he gasped, a jolt of pleasure rushing through him. His cock stiffened and he shook slightly, his thighs gripping Tristan's hips. "F-" he came. He stifled his noises as best he could. Taff hadn't seen him come before- he wouldn't know.