Dusty felt Caelan constrict around him as he whined, signaling his release. Come landed across his stomach and leaked over the fingers wrapped around the young man. It didn't bother him in the moment as it might have with a stranger. He pulled Caelan down into another kiss, muffling his pants and moans. With a few more upward thrusts, his balls tightened and he spent himself inside the young man atop him. His hands gripped his hips hard enough to leave faint bruises, holding him tight against him as his cock pulsed. Teeth clenched as he the residual pleasure thrummed through him, and then his body uncoiled and he went lax, letting his grip fall away.<br/><br/>Finally Dusty took in a deep breath, lazily sliding his arm behind his head and stretching. He could feel himself softening inside Caelan but hadn't moved enough to slip free completely. They were sweaty and sticky, but mess never really bothered him much.<br/><br/>"Tink I learned a new constellation," Dusty rasped with a deep rumbling laugh, remembering Caelan's promise. The night before had went sideways, but they'd managed to make the most of the morning, that was for certain. Dusty groaned as he pushed himself up some, shifting with Caelan still in his lap. His soft dick did slip free of its confines, something of a disappointment even if he was spent. He felt up around the kitchen surfaces for the cobbler and eventually a single utensil to eat it. He brought it down to the floor level where they were at, setting it beside them. Dusty was hungry after the burst of activity. He took a large bite with the fork before passing the utensil to the young man.<br/><br/>"Its pretty good," he admitted approvingly. "Even dough it ain't hot off da skillet." Was it the best cobbler he'd had? No, considering they were limited on ingredients, but it was perhaps the best cobbler they would ever have for the remainder of their lives. The end of the world meant nothing was taken for granted.