Soon, Luca would pull out entirely and lift Max off his back, with some adjusting their positions switched. Luca on his back and Max on top of him, straddling his lower abdomen for the moment. Max was breathing a bit heavier, taking this opportunity to catch his breath. Luca’s hands would rest on the others waist, watching and waiting.Max would let out one last deep breath before scooting himself backwards again propping himself up the best he could and taking a hold of his partner’s length. He stroked it a few times before lowering himself onto it slowly.
Max breathed out a light moan, lowering himself as low as he could at the moment before lifting himself back up, then repeating. It wasn’t by any means a rhythmic start, however with Luca’s hands on his waist he’d assist the start of something more synced. He was feeling it out, though was not letting himself drop his full body down yet, partly out of his own nerves. The brunette man would slowly lean forward, bracing his balance by placing his hands on the other’s chest lightly – not wanting to apply too much pressure. He eventually found his pacing, occasionally picking it up which would in turn make his sounds of pleasure more frequent.
He eventually let himself lower all the way down, grinding his pelvis against the others body in a circular motion, then forwards and backwards. Interchanging to the beat of his own drum. His body began to tense up significantly, surges of chills washing over his body. It grew more difficult to keep his focus until he nearly completely crumbled upon his own climax. He leaned backwards, needing to hold onto the back of the couch to stop himself from falling backwards entirely. Luca, though, was not finished with the other, holding his hips more firmly he’d take over from his position.
Thrusting up into the smaller male with similar force to earlier, the sounds of Max’s moans were enough to keep him going for now. Letting out grunts of his own now. Max was’t let off his high as Luca took over, railing right through it, keeping him at such a state for longer which caused higher pitched squeals leave past his lips instead of breathy moans. After some time of working himself up, Luca was starting to notably slow down, though the power behind his thrusts increased if anything. Max was already surpassing his second release which had him falling against the other males chest, forehead against shoulder.
He continued to thrust, holding his breath for a moment, pulling out just before he’d reach his own release, stroking his member to push all he could from his shaft. Both men were left panting in the end. Max let out a rather shaky exhale, lifting his head and leaving a lazily placed kiss in the general area of Luca’s lips, Luca tilting his head to reciprocate the affection. Max would slowly roll off of his partner, onto the floor instead. He sat on his legs as he looked at Luca.
“How about a warm shower..?”