If they were only going to get to do this once, Edwin wanted to make the most of it, he wanted to feel everything, and he wanted to feel it with Charles, and the fact that Charles himself seemed keen on providing it just made it all the better.

As Charles redoubled his efforts Edwin's head rolled back with another breathless moan, arching against his partner again, the hand at Charles' shoulder scrabbling across his back, clinging to him as tightly as he could manage, as if he wanted to meld their edges in the way that sometimes happened when doing this in their usual state.

Edwin could practically taste his climax coming, feeling the pleasure tightening at the small of his back and the pit of his stomach, he wanted to warn Charles that he was close, but could only gasp his partner's name, high and wild, panting even before his pleasure crested, leaving him shaking, legs tight around Charles' waist, arm solid against his back, trembling with the force of his orgasm in much the same way he'd done the first time they'd been together, overwhelmed tears catching at the corners of his eyes and then spilling over as he lost himself to the sensations.