"Fuck," he breathes, hips jerking and jumping against Raleigh's hand, head leaning to the side to offer up more of his throat and neck (either not realizing or not worrying about all the marks that are gonna there in a little while).

"Dammit Raleigh," he breathes, drawing the words out as they're broken with the hitches of his breath and his grip begins to slip under the water. "Dam</mit--!" he breaks off with a cry as he curls closer into the other man, body shaking while he comes.