Two strokes left him writhing and the third pulled a muffled groan from him as he spilled all over Gladio's hand. Every muscle in his slim form locked up, clenching tight around Gladio as he tensed up in his arms, the groan fading away as he let himself go mindless in the face of that bliss. It took several long moments for his brain to get going again and even then, it was as full of fuzz as his senses were full of his mate.