The words were what finished him. He would have liked to think it was the declaration that Poe belonged to him just as much but it wasn't. It helped settle his mind, but knowing that his pleasure belonged to Poe, the promise that no one else would ever satisfy him enough again- That's what sent him tumbling over.

He cried out again, his hands gripping at Poe's hips hard enough to bruise, coming so hard and so fast that it hurt. Didn't hurt enough to not make this the most erotic moment of his life, though.

When it was done and he moaned again at the ceiling, he started dragging cold air into his lungs and wondering what the fuck had just happened.