Kieran let himself get lost in this — Jude's fingers inside him, his hands in Jude's hair, the rapid beat of his heart. He'd lost all thoughts of everything that was happening outside of his bedroom — (and hopefully his flatmate had not wandered home yet, as he had also stopped any attempts at being quiet with his want.)

Finally, he was ready and Jude asked.

Kieran curled his leg up further, to make more space for Jude. "Yes," he breathed. He moved his hands to pull gently on Jude's neck, urging him closer, and inside. Kieran wrapped his other hand around himself. He had romantic notions in mind of finishing at the same time as Jude, and was going to try to make that happen. Sex was never perfect, Kieran knew it was never perfect — but this was Jude and he wanted to try.