He'll feel embarrassed about it later, but in the moment it just felt too damned good. And then, when Eli sighed out his name, he lost what little control he had over his own body. His breathing increased, his strokes along Eli's length got a little more frenzied, and Michael's body went rigid in orgasm. He couldn't even manage words, the only sound was a low, rumbling moan that came from the very depth of his soul. Or that's what it felt like, anyway. Even with his own release still causing aftershocks, he continued his attention towards Eli, leaning in to kiss him deeply.