Lee’s mouth falls open and he groans thickly, pushing his legs wider apart as he feels Connor press all the way inside him. “Fuck, god, yes,” he pants, his hands already gripping the headboard tightly. “God, Connor, you feel so good,” he whimpers, and he doesn’t want to sound pathetic or ridiculous, but being fucked by Connor like this is better than anything he’s ever felt in his life.