[Griffin fights against his restraints again, with Jason so close - wanting to cling into him so badly it hurt. He wanted to kiss him, wanted to reach out, but he was utterly drained. There was no part of him that didn't ache from the relentless pleasure. He could only smother his face into Jason's chest, whimpering as his body and soul were driven to the limit of what he could contain.

A trickle of tears mingling with sweat dripped down his face. He didn't even realize he was drooling. But there were words coming out in a barely audible chokes, between moans.]

Ja... son...