[ his head falls back when Ticky breaks the kiss and by this point he's pretty much gasping for breath. the sensations he's being assaulted with are too much for him to handle, and even though it hurts, even though he wants nothing more than to let his body rest, he's fucking back into Ticky all the same. he's as hard as he was when they first started, and just knowing Ticky has driven him to this point makes him wheeze out a laugh ]

Hate you hate you I fucking hate you...