The drag is insane; it feels like he is busting through the seams, every nerve alive.
His head falls back on Travis's shoulder as his back arches, sucking in that one finger, and with every drag out, he feels himself suck him in, wanting to keep it inside him, and it feels so good, his eyes open suddenly when he feels Travis curl his finger, dragging though is walls.
Travis adds another finger, the burn welcome, filling him slowly as he starts fucking him again, slowly. It's slow, deep, and it's driving him insane.
He opens his eyes and sees that they are reflected.
When he looks up, he meets the red eyes locked on him, and he feels his heart racing even more, and he tightens his hold on Travis, arms, nails digging in as he starts fucking back.
Travois buries his head on his neck, not looking away as he fucks him deep, slow, and then as Day is about to fully let go, he stops and starts to pull out.
He is about to beg. He is going to beg, cry if he stops, but he isn't-
