Jonathan whimpered, first at the loss of Edward's fingers, and then in the pained pleasure from Edward pushing in. He kissed Edward back, desperately clinging to him as he wrapped his long legs around his husband's hips, drawing him in tighter, pushing him in deeper.
As Edward stroked him, his head fell back, cries and gasps escaping him, one hand leaving Edward's back to claw at the ground, almost as if to keep himself grounded.