Gamzee can barely believe his luck, how completely motherfucking awesome it is to have Tavros writhing on his lap and then actually having a full on orgasm from the Slytherin's hand. That is probably about the sexiest things ever, as is the damp proof seeping through the cloth to meet his fingertips, and he thinks he might even be able to smell it!

Really, it's all too much to expect a hormonal teenager to last through and with a few rough, erratic jerks of his hips, he's messing up his own pants as his prick throbs and then releases it's load. Gamzee gasps, grunts and then groans loudly, clinging to Tavros through the whole thing and then panting like a dog once the whole thing has shuddered its way through his body.