Savier steadied Rylan's hips and exhaled, controlling his pheromones. Doing this would suppress his instincts to slam in one go.
"Just, put it... in." Rylan bit his lips. This was also making him crazy. Something in his gut tingled, and it was driving him insane that he could not reach for it.
It was painful, but Rylan was used to it. He had been through worse. While it was a bit strange to compare it to sex. Rylan seemed to be leaning toward a rougher sex.
His gaze glistened and looked straight into Savier's eyes.
"I can take it, Savier... fu–ughh..." Rylan's mouth parted, and he thought that his consciousness had left him.
Savier's breathing became heavy, and he bit Rylan's thigh harder, his cock now filled Rylan to the brim, balls deep. Rylan could feel it at his deepest; his whole body trembled, and his dick twitched at the sudden movement.
