Teeth glint as Locus grits them tight, nostrils flaring. That hot, pulsing pressure around his cock feels incredible, and he'd been so damn close just a few minutes ago with York drawing back from him. This is more than he's felt in a long, long time.
But he doesn't break easily.
He lets him sit there instead, being pleased with himself, while his hips slowly rock. Not enough to withdraw, just enough to feel the movement, the slick pressure bobbing slightly, and watching York's lips grow slick where they sit wrapped around him.
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Teeth glint as Locus grits them tight, nostrils flaring. That hot, pulsing pressure around his cock feels incredible, and he'd been so damn close just a few minutes ago with York drawing back from him. This is more than he's felt in a long, long time.
But he doesn't break easily.
He lets him sit there instead, being pleased with himself, while his hips slowly rock. Not enough to withdraw, just enough to feel the movement, the slick pressure bobbing slightly, and watching York's lips grow slick where they sit wrapped around him.
"You're...quite the sight like this."