One of Nimbus's hands gripped tightly onto Hythlodaeus's shoulder while the other kneaded into his soft braid to hold onto like a lifeline. Their head tossed back with their eyes shut and their lips parted as their companion answered their warning by picking up the pace. Their body moved to match it in an almost desperate rhythm.

In the end, they weren't sure what did it, but the frenetic pace contrasted by the gentle sucking and the touch of tongue pulled a sharp choked sob of a noise from Nimbus's lips as they came hard in a rush of warmth and a burst of sensation. They rode it out as they tried to bear down on Hythlodaeus's fingers with hard presses of their hips all while seeking out more of the tight heat of their companion's mouth. Even in the throes of their orgasm, they had a sense of self control in the sense that they restrained a large part of their strength so as to not hurt their partner with their movements.

The tension bled from their body as they sagged to the mossy grass, panting hard to catch their breath. The grip of their hands relaxed and slid from Hythlodaeus's shoulders, as they shivered a little with released tension.

"Holy shit."