Eward could hear him groaning and to know he was giving Harry pleasure was good for him; yet, in the deepest depths of his mind he realised that there was no way he should be doing this. Harry was in control, he was fucking him, so would Eward now be seen as the lesser of their relationship?
"Stoppitstopstopstoppit..." he moaned, but it was through ecstatic shivers and a deep willingness to be finished before Harry possibly consented to stop.