The movement back from his mouth shuffled a long, shuddering breath out of him. He squirmed on the bed even as Gannicus resettled, pinning him at the ribs. It was hard to move his arm, his hand, now; he sank his fingers into himself, just as Gannicus came in messy streaks across his breasts.

"Oh, fuck," he breathed, voice tumultuous and wrecked. His cunt throbbed around his fingers.