He hadn't expected Jade to come right then. Heine's hips jerk forward despite the sudden tightness and he slams into him one more time, hand slipping from his cock to the surface of the bed to brace his weight up.
"Fuck." His voice is hoarse, as if he'd been shouting. Even as he tries to gather himself enough to pull out, he's already coming in pulses inside Jade.
The orgasm leaves him feeling boneless. Heine pushes himself up just before all the energy leaves him, withdrawing from the tight hold of his body with a deep sigh. Once separated, despite the strands of come and the mess spilling out onto his sheets, Heine sits back and for once just looks. He'd done this of his own accord, no question about it—fucked his student in a room of his old school—but somehow he still feels regret, bone-deep and tiring.
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"Fuck." His voice is hoarse, as if he'd been shouting. Even as he tries to gather himself enough to pull out, he's already coming in pulses inside Jade.
The orgasm leaves him feeling boneless. Heine pushes himself up just before all the energy leaves him, withdrawing from the tight hold of his body with a deep sigh. Once separated, despite the strands of come and the mess spilling out onto his sheets, Heine sits back and for once just looks. He'd done this of his own accord, no question about it—fucked his student in a room of his old school—but somehow he still feels regret, bone-deep and tiring.