Phillip would like to keep going indefinitely, but his body is starting to get tired too. He doesn't pull away just yet, hips continuing their almost luxurious pace until he comes too, a soft moan echoing into Gustavain's skin as he does so. It's almost peaceful, the slow softness between them, his movements slowing down before coming to a halt, taking a moment to just breathe above him.

He finishes the mark he was working on before catching the man in another of those long, tender kisses, tilting their foreheads together and just being still for a long, long moment. Eventually, he'll pull himself out, shifting his weight so he's slightly less on top of the other but still very much pressed up against him as he slowly and carefully turns the brightness of the collar down.