Harry had felt like he was coming in slow-motion right up until he could feel the jerking pulse of Faelan's cock, which seemed to release him from the molten haze of pleasure into a place where fire replaced the blood in his veins. Faelan held them tightly together and the friction of smooth muscles and crinkly hair sent Harry's cock to thrumming out come, thick and sticky between them. "Faelan", he whispered as he collapsed against the other man's chest.