“Mmmngh-!” His groan of agreement to everything Joshua is saying is muffled against his hand, but it’s nonetheless a genuine reaction, the sound suddenly pitching high when he feels Joshua finally fuck into him, pressing hard into his dripping, clenching cunt, forcing it open around him. Alecto’s hips tilt up, helping automatically to deepen the angle as Joshua continues to push into him, each thick inch of his cock stretching Alecto so, so wide, it makes him feel like bursting.

He bites down on the flesh of his palm. It does nothing to quell the heavy sound of his breathing, his panting: deep, gulps of air through his nose, as his body trembles, tensing, trying to accommodate both the physical penetration and the intense waves of emotion he’s feeling for Joshua - his beloved husband, father of his children, provider of their home, keeper of his heart. Alecto feels a surge of gratefulness as Joshua bottoms out inside of him; a feeling of deep love and honor for being able to be with him like this, to bring the both of them to such a synchronized level of pure, buzzing pleasure.