[Alec moans, genuine and enthusiastic, not able to resist it or find the words any longer. He's vaguely aware that he's holding too tight, but he can't make his fingers relax as Greed drags him towards his climax.]
[It isn't much further in coming, and then Alec is letting go -- truly letting go -- in a way that might be terrifying if it didn't also come with that overwhelming sense of pleasure and rightness.]
[It's been too long, and Greed is too good to him, and if Alec were able to keep control of his head he might well watch curiously to see if Greed will swallow or not, but right now that matters not at all, not even as a point of interest.]
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[It isn't much further in coming, and then Alec is letting go -- truly letting go -- in a way that might be terrifying if it didn't also come with that overwhelming sense of pleasure and rightness.]
[It's been too long, and Greed is too good to him, and if Alec were able to keep control of his head he might well watch curiously to see if Greed will swallow or not, but right now that matters not at all, not even as a point of interest.]