Axel was a little wary of getting too into kissing, so he let Duncan take the lead, wrapping his arms around him snugly and matching his pace after a moment of shock. But if this is what he needed to make himself feel better, he didn't mind at all. He did note what the guards said though, and he had to admit he was glad to hear it. He felt less like a prisoner that way.

Duncan kissed him hard, pulling him closer. "Please- please-" he gasped, wanting him. His sensory limit was creeping close to everything being too much, but Duncan was ignoring every warning bell in his head. He just needed Axel right now.

Axel wasn't entirely sure what was best for Duncan right about now, so he just kissed him back, tightening his hold on him. "You sure," he murmured against his lips. "I don't want you to overdo it."

"Yes, please- Axel please-" he breathed.

Axel only heasitated for a moment, but shifted to slide his hands under Duncan's shirt after a moment, working away slowly at him, giving Duncan the chance to stop if he got uncomfortable or tired at any point.

Duncan whined, trying to pull him closer. He needed normal, he needed Axel. He wanted to forget everything and get lost in this boy. He would pay the price for going past his sensory limit later, but he didn't care right now.

Axel eventually gave in, giving Duncan what he wanted. Not for very long, but it was enough for them both to get out some energy and emotions before just flopping on the bed tiredly after

Duncan had his fun, and it was nice until it was all over and then his sensory issues kicked in. Duncan shook, hands still clenching the sheets tightly. He was sweaty and sticky and a mess. He wanted to get up and clean every inch of himself, but the thought of moving made him queasy, but so did staying there feeling disgusting. Duncan just laid there, shaking, eyes glassy with tears.

Axel had collapsed next to Duncan, just working at catching his breath. He did notice Duncan looked uncomfortable though, so he hummed softly. "I can carry you to the bathroom if you want to just relax in the tub," he murmured gently.

Duncan continued to shake as he just laid there, completely still. "No..." he breathed. "Can't move..." he whispered, closing his eyes, tears beginning to drip down his temples. "Too sticky... too messy..." he whispered, trying really hard to get his point across even though every inch of him wanted to crawl away and hide.