Steve felt Sam stiffen, then his body tightened, just before he felt him spill over his fingers in the small space between them. He grinned, absently, feeling triumphant even as he tried to get his hips under control, make his movements smaller, tighter, trying to push himself over that edge, too, now that Sam had come. He lasted a few more short, hard thrusts, but by the time Sam scraped his nails over Steve's back, it was enough to send his body over the edge. His forehead dropped next to Sam's as he groaned - trying to keep it quiet, finally letting go as his hips pressed one more time into Sam's as he came, shivering a little with the effort - and the pleasure as his body gave in.