"Assuming you get that far. Cause I want to know what to do to you, too."

Locus's tongue darted across his lips briefly, thighs spreading a little further, trying to give him room as he soaked in that attention. It felt good, just a surface level buzz, but he was concentrating on that in an effort to stay at least partially present. Felix was running the show, was the one tugging bluntly at his hair and hitching his breath just so under those fingers.

"Or do you like 'em quiet and obedient? Just taking what you give them and saying 'thank you sir, can I have another?'"