... and that is when Reid discovered that he'd only thought everything was electrifying, before. "Ffffuck..." Swallow, pressing back, so so firmly against him when he was buried all in, heckyeah. "Y-you are hot. Glowing red-white rod glowing hot." Maybe a skip in his voice as a thrust punctuated, ironically enough (or not), rod. Reid's body twisted a little, hips thrusting right back against the pushes, back curving, shoulders bunching.

Shaking, shaking all over, almost as finely as the vibration against his ggggh oh he did know how to working him, little, half-whimper, half-moaning sounds filling in the luls between small cries that came with thrusts.

He closed his eyes, and tried to stretch this all as many moments as he could, until the snapping coming was almost palpable, and he looked over his shoulder, just so he could watch his face, too. And his voice... as strained as it was, was almost soft, too. "Ye-ah... I want. I want you to grab me and feel me squirt all over your fingers, and want you to plunge as deep as you can inside me and fill me up, pulse after shuddering pulse... Please, Ty."

No, he didn't expect either of them to make it any further.