He made a high noise, having underestimated how high emotions affected one's... endurance. It didn't help that he hadn't exactly tried to get himself on board that before now and his overexcitement...

The extra grind was, humiliatingly, too much, and he clutched the other man to him as he hid his face against his neck in the wake of his release. Much too fast, much too overeager. He could feel his face burning and his hands had slid to wrap around his back instead of their former positions.

Composure was needed. He could handle this. He could. That did not, however, make him particularly eager to lift his head and see the reaction to that rather abrupt end to things.