Jedao whimpers, feels overstimulated almost in advance, his stomach swooping all out of proportion to the actual amount of motion when Fives moves them, lost in the perfect roughness of the strokes. He feels caught, right at the head of his cock where Fives hasn't stopped sucking, heart hammering in his throat.

At the hoarse command, Jedao makes a strangled noise between a groan and a scream, grinding his teeth, hips shuddering in tiny twitches as he comes.