'Talk to me baby - do you like it, is it good, are you OK?'

He knows he is, knows he's loving it, he can hear him crying out but he needs a distraction, needs to have words to focus on to stop him just reaching down and finishing him off because God, he wants to feel him shaking in his arms right now, so much. But he's trying to hold him off it, even as he thrusts in a little faster because he has to. It provokes a deep groan and he kisses him again, anything to take the focus away from how good the pressure in his groin feels.