Angelo's fingers in his mouth went slack as his pleasure sharpened, his eyes going out of focus. His head was buzzing, skin feverish as he mindlessly bit down on the tips of his fingers.
The friction felt too much but he needed it to push him over the edge. His tears flowed freely, his thin waist arched slightly off the bed.
His fingers fell out of his mouth and fell down his body to join his other hand, his face contorted in pleasure, a strained sound spilling past his lips as he turned to his side, back curved, his grip on his cock punishing.
Angelo's orgasm was violent, it rocked through him, making him let out gasping sobs, his hair tangling around his neck.
Nikolai didn't blink, focused on the view in front of him. A jolt of electricity lanced through him when Angelo opened his eyes and stared right at him, there wasn't any anger in those pale green eyes, his expression dazed.