"Mmmhh...Yevgeny...," he muttered, hanging his head and letting that silky blonde hair cover his eyes. Fingers dug into the suit's material, curling it under his fists.

"I know..."

It wasn't how Volgin's electricity usually felt--a short, sudden burst accompanied by blinding light and pain. This was different; his whole body subtly vibrating from the muted electricity coursing through him and then back out Yevgeny.

When combined with those thrusts--heaven. Heaven, heaven, heaven. If only he'd go deeper--press inside him until he was full and still aching for more.

Ivan opened his eyes briefly and made sure he wasn't about to slip off the suit.