And finding: Colby gave a kind of airless tiny scream and those hips snapped upward and all those muscles tensed. “Jason, Jason, that—” Both eloquent hands were buried in Jason’s sheets now, clinging. “Oh God…”
Jason grinned down at him. “Good.”
Colby relaxed a fraction after, given a respite. He was panting; that extravagant dark hair was sticking to his face, and he licked his lips, leaving them shiny too. “I—I—please do more to me. Touch me more. Or—or—you said you’d let me feel you in me, and I want that, it’s so big, so thick, I want you to fill me up with it, make me feel like this always, make me come for you, like you said…”
“Jesus Christ,” Jason said, amazed; Colby in subspace absolutely did talk, and holy f**k Jason never wanted him to stop. “Yeah. Yes. You can have that. You’
