It's the sexiest, most breathtaking thing in the world. He keeps moving, moaning from the way Glitch tightens almost painfully around him, and gently moves his legs down to around his waist instead. Then he wraps his arms under his shoulders, hands gripping them.

Kissing his neck and his chest and his face, and rolling his hips in wider circles. In and out and rocking in Glitch's arms.

"Sweetheart." He's going to explode. He can feel it.