Given the life he's led, the way he's moved on from everything, there is a part of his brain that wants this to last as long as he can. He's only known a life where pleasures are short lived and to be enjoyed as long as you can.
But he knows this is more than that, that they have more. It's in this home they're making, the things they're doing for themselves, and it's something that's part of his life now. Even if he's still nervous about losing it.
Trembling, feeling a shiver along his spine as both hands move to tangle into those silken curls. Wanting to move, to fuck against that perfect mouth and yet actually caring if he took too much, if he hurt Alejandro. His hips rocking shallowly as he moaned, whispering soft words that were in part Vasquez's name and in part muted curse as his breath caught and he came with a sound that was more keening than groan.
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But he knows this is more than that, that they have more. It's in this home they're making, the things they're doing for themselves, and it's something that's part of his life now. Even if he's still nervous about losing it.
Trembling, feeling a shiver along his spine as both hands move to tangle into those silken curls. Wanting to move, to fuck against that perfect mouth and yet actually caring if he took too much, if he hurt Alejandro. His hips rocking shallowly as he moaned, whispering soft words that were in part Vasquez's name and in part muted curse as his breath caught and he came with a sound that was more keening than groan.