Lio turns to bury his own face against Galo's ridiculous hair, holding on for dear life as they move together, trying to hold himself back from that edge that's so, so close that he's aching to come.

Fingers grip tight enough that his nails dig into the skin at Galo's shoulders as he feels the telltale change in Galo's motions, knowing that the other has come inside him. His voice hitches into a groan and his hips twitch towards Galo''s hand.

Head falling back, he exhales another needy sound, "Galo! Yes... I..!" And no more words, only a wordless cry as he finds his release as well, painting both their stomachs with his come before he tips forward to lean into Galo, hide his face against the juncture of his neck and shoulder, trembling as tiny aftershocks of pleasure race through him and he catches his breath back to himself.