'Stop'? At first Zenyatta takes him completely at his word and grinds- so to speak- to a halt, visibly startled by the request. But he only has to listen for a moment longer to realise exactly what Jamie is actually getting at, and when he does it makes him laugh one of those bright, gentle chiming laughs.
"Not so weird," he contests good-naturedly, gently easing his hips back again until all but the head of his cock is exposed again, "that your pulse has not risen by another four beats per minute."
He takes a moment to let Jamie speak, admiring, absent-mindedly, the way his arousal gleams about the shaft- and then without so much as a second wasted he thrusts forward again until he's even deeper than he was a moment ago and just short of hilting himself against Jamie's skin.
The result is a sudden, dizzying jolt of pleasure that shoots straight through his neural cortex and strains, just, the limits of his processor. Even before it's faded his back is venting body-warmed steam with a sighing hiss. Trembling, he curls back over Jamie's body. "Oh, Jamie," he repeats, "you are perfect!"
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Date: 2017-01-08 09:35 pm (UTC)"Not so weird," he contests good-naturedly, gently easing his hips back again until all but the head of his cock is exposed again, "that your pulse has not risen by another four beats per minute."
He takes a moment to let Jamie speak, admiring, absent-mindedly, the way his arousal gleams about the shaft- and then without so much as a second wasted he thrusts forward again until he's even deeper than he was a moment ago and just short of hilting himself against Jamie's skin.
The result is a sudden, dizzying jolt of pleasure that shoots straight through his neural cortex and strains, just, the limits of his processor. Even before it's faded his back is venting body-warmed steam with a sighing hiss. Trembling, he curls back over Jamie's body. "Oh, Jamie," he repeats, "you are perfect!"