Forgotten sounds are slipping from his throat, and it's Peter who's suddenly lost control, no matter the intensity of the fight he'd been putting up only moments before. It only took the first crack, but now Peter's pouring free, working his hips towards a goal he's trying so hard to keep at a distance. But his muscles are his own betrayal, there's no controlling something that's taken on its own mind, each twitch of his hips wracking shudders through him that only manage to fuel his hunt for more.
Clamoring to gain a hold over something, his grip on Adam only turns that much rougher, needing to hold on while he still can. If Adam's name is makings its way from his tongue once again, Peter has no idea, and he's not too interested in finding out. He can't think past the heat that's barreling through him, a tightening of his every nerve, until he's certain he might split wide open; he doesn't want to so much as blink lest he miss a sweet second of possible release, his entire reality wrapped up in the man who's always there to unravel his needs.
Peter's desperate for Adam to save him as much as he's desperate for the man to be his breakdown and the edge is fast approaching. Not even his scrambling can keep him away this time, not even holding onto Adam's pounding heartbeat. The sounds he's making have turned into a steady warning and if Peter trusted himself enough for words, he might make an attempt. But now he's chasing each pulse, each surreal beat that's driving him forward, that's making the choice for him to bring this to an end.
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Clamoring to gain a hold over something, his grip on Adam only turns that much rougher, needing to hold on while he still can. If Adam's name is makings its way from his tongue once again, Peter has no idea, and he's not too interested in finding out. He can't think past the heat that's barreling through him, a tightening of his every nerve, until he's certain he might split wide open; he doesn't want to so much as blink lest he miss a sweet second of possible release, his entire reality wrapped up in the man who's always there to unravel his needs.
Peter's desperate for Adam to save him as much as he's desperate for the man to be his breakdown and the edge is fast approaching. Not even his scrambling can keep him away this time, not even holding onto Adam's pounding heartbeat. The sounds he's making have turned into a steady warning and if Peter trusted himself enough for words, he might make an attempt. But now he's chasing each pulse, each surreal beat that's driving him forward, that's making the choice for him to bring this to an end.