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[That's a little different again, the alternating stimuli, so it takes him a second to get into the rhythm himself. Once he is, though, Romain's hand back on him with the incredible added intensity of Romain inside him has him bucking so irregularly that he keeps breaking the rhythm by accident. Now his hands keep shifting from Romain's back to his shoulders, his sides, his ass, trying to find some grip that will hold him together - he's slipping, though, all that early buildup catching up and overwhelming him with so much added stimulation now. And the switching back and forth really does work, everything building together and spiralling up and up and up.]

Romain, tu es si beau, si beau - je - j'ai - un peu plus, je suis - si proche -

[It's gasped out between breaths and kisses and thrusts, broken and shaky words on the very edge of falling apart.]