It might be better that he doesn't yell Daddy like that at least. He meets the other's eyes and then he his orgasm starts to fade away. He tries to steady is breathing in the aftermath, feeling shaky and unsteady and a burn in his thighs as he looks over the other. There's a light throb in his shoulder as he looks over the other in the aftermath of pleasure.

"Fuck," he whispers once he's not caught up in the heat of the moment, leaning to press a kiss tot he other's lips.