Carlos smiled as he curled his hand around Gael's dick and pumped it, first gently and then harder, in time with his thrusts. "Come on, darling," he breathed out against Gael's skin. "I've got you." He wasn't sure he'd last long enough, he thought, licking his lips, but maybe it was time to prove his own self-control.

He took a deep breath and released it as he continued to fuck Gael, and continued to stroke him, listening as Gael's breath hitched and groaning as he writhed back against him. "Je t'ai eu," he murmured in accented French as he forced Gael higher and closer to that edge.