[The shift is enough to knock the breath out of him, and the way you cover him mere heartbeats afterward doesn't give him any time to recover.
This is something he's perfectly all right with. The wonderful way in which he responds to your ministrations is spelled out, perhaps, in the riddle of his breath, the shiver of muscle beneath his skin, the clench and slide of his fingers and toes around the bedsheets beneath you both, and the sounds of pleasure that hitch in his throat.
He goes still, though, the second your fingers push into him again, and whines a little against the sheets. Then the rest of him is sinking down even further, because he's quite certainly starting to lose strength.]
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This is something he's perfectly all right with. The wonderful way in which he responds to your ministrations is spelled out, perhaps, in the riddle of his breath, the shiver of muscle beneath his skin, the clench and slide of his fingers and toes around the bedsheets beneath you both, and the sounds of pleasure that hitch in his throat.
He goes still, though, the second your fingers push into him again, and whines a little against the sheets. Then the rest of him is sinking down even further, because he's quite certainly starting to lose strength.]