[ it's overwhelming is what it is: credence has to struggle to keep himself together and even that is questionable at best. he lets himself be moved when graves shifts him around and ends up leaning against the window, looking down at him through his mussed-up hair.
it's funny - for as put-together as he was with his teacher on his knees before him, all it takes is this for credence to come utterly undone with an audible whimper, one hand darting down to clutch at graves' shoulder and dig his nails in as warning before he comes - it feels like he's coming harder than he ever has before really and whether that's true or not, he's still left disheveled and breathing raggedly as he looks at graves blearily.
he'd apologize if it hadn't been so obvious that graves had wanted to tip him over the edge. ] Let me.
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it's funny - for as put-together as he was with his teacher on his knees before him, all it takes is this for credence to come utterly undone with an audible whimper, one hand darting down to clutch at graves' shoulder and dig his nails in as warning before he comes - it feels like he's coming harder than he ever has before really and whether that's true or not, he's still left disheveled and breathing raggedly as he looks at graves blearily.
he'd apologize if it hadn't been so obvious that graves had wanted to tip him over the edge. ] Let me.