vax'ildan reaches his free hand up to grasp percy's where it rests on his chest, holding it over his heart as they work together to get him worked open. four fingers feel much better than two, and vax's jaw is slack as he moans, loudly, wildly. there's a frantic energy in his motions, proven by how he climbs percy's body until both of their hands pull free. moving backwards, vax uses the same hand to hold his brother-in-law's cock steady, then begins to lower himself slowly down percy's shaft.

"fuck, percy," he growls through grit teeth, but he doesn't stop moving, pushing through any pain that surfaces in favor of chasing that need to be filled with percy.

"come on, fuck me. please."