The truth of the matter is, he wants this to last forever. Some small part of his mind whispering to him that it won't last, that he won't get to keep this. That the things they are facing, their lives before, it is going to be hard to keep this relationship so he has to try and embrace all that he can have right now.

Including trying to draw this out as long as he can.

Which really isn't possible. Not with that hot, talented mouth doing wicked things to set him on edge. Whining, strong fingers of one hand digging into the bedding beneath him, clawing at it wildly as his back arches. Staring up at the ceiling, and then his eyes closing tight.

"Alejandro... Alej..." Trying to warn, to beg, pleading with those soft words as his fingers tangle into those curls, torn between being kind and pulling him away, and pushing up, fighting against that hold and pushing into that perfect, plush mouth.

In the end trembling, shuddering as he comes, whining softly, almost a name, nearly words and not quite any of them.