[Theo savors the feeling of fucking into Oliver for a few more drawn out moments before he's impatient - and aware of their precarious luck - so he starts quickening the pace. He holds tight to his grip of Oliver's hip as well as the side of the tub, pistoning his hips forward and pushing flush to Oliver with a few ragged breaths wrenched out of him. From there it's not really all that long before he's panting and a little too needy, nipping at Oliver's neck and feeling himself start winding up.]
Fuck, you're so-
['Good', because pinching his grip of Oliver's thigh and fucking into him as hard as he can now, skin slapping against skin and the water around them coolly rippling with the motion. He groans hard just before he comes, slamming up against Oliver one more time before he's leaning against his back, nuzzling up against the nape of his neck and pressing tight as his hips sway in a few more gyrations, still buried deep in him.]
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Fuck, you're so-
['Good', because pinching his grip of Oliver's thigh and fucking into him as hard as he can now, skin slapping against skin and the water around them coolly rippling with the motion. He groans hard just before he comes, slamming up against Oliver one more time before he's leaning against his back, nuzzling up against the nape of his neck and pressing tight as his hips sway in a few more gyrations, still buried deep in him.]