Trembling, Scorpius straightens up (Avery's glans brushes slowly across his cheek, making him shiver). Without hesitation, without any apparent remorse, Avery lets go of his cock. Scorpius" gaze rests on it for a moment before he looks up. Avery, breathing heavily, his upper body tilted to the side, has pressed his forehead against Al's shoulder, but he stares up at him with a feverish expression in his eyes, for a brief eternity at least, until Albus lifts his hips to finally undress as well.