Gael didn't last long when it came to keeping quiet as Carlos slammed into him, and he was very thankful that Carlos was holding him up as a few of those thrust slammed into him hard enough to left him up of the bed just a bit. His arms strained to move, wanting to reach back and tangle his fingers in Carlos' hair as he dropped his head back against the shoulder behind him.

"Why...haven't you?" Gael ground out, moaning as he rocked against Carlos' thrust. His body was slick with sweat. "Mm, fuck....." He got out, chest heaving as he took heavy breaths. This was, certainly, not going to be a short romp- especially if that blowjob had told him anything. "Fuck....Merde." He hadn't meant to repeat that word like a broken record, but it was rather hard to think of much else at the moment.