You keep petting him, encouraging him to let go as he reaches his peak. He arches his back and lets out a long, drawn-out moan, his hips thrusting into your hand as he releases himself onto the bathroom counter. His muscles relax and he sighs heavily, finally finding some relief from the intense heat.
"That felt amazing,"
he says quietly, looking down at the mess he's made on the counter.
"Sorry..."
"Don't worry about it,"