Orlando will never be able to make Will understand what he sees when Will's like this. He's sweating and gorgeous, face flushed and muscles and veins standing out with his effort. His nipples are hard and pink in the mat of his chest hair and he's so fucking male and animal that Orlando can do nothing more than close his eyes and let the orgasm rip through him, screaming Will's name as he shakes and arches, spurting between the two of them.