Kavinsky purred around Lee, around the way that he filled up his senses completely like this, smell and taste and sound. He pulled back a bit, not because he needed it so much as because he was enjoying this sweet slowness that he did not often take.
He wrapped his fingers around the base of Lee's cock, working him slowly as he bobbed his head up and down. He sealed his lips around him, sucked, pressed his tongue flat against the underside of his cock and moaned around the weight of him in his mouth. If he could have, he would have told Lee how good he tasted, just like this; all he could do, with his mouth full, was show him, was keep going.
The tension of Lee's fingers in his hair only egged him on. From time to time, he'd flatten his hand back out, sink his head back down completely and swallow him all the way down, throat rhythmic and needy in the way that he worked. But he'd always pull back, happy and content to edge Lee like this until Lee told him otherwise.
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Date: 2016-02-12 05:52 pm (UTC)From:He wrapped his fingers around the base of Lee's cock, working him slowly as he bobbed his head up and down. He sealed his lips around him, sucked, pressed his tongue flat against the underside of his cock and moaned around the weight of him in his mouth. If he could have, he would have told Lee how good he tasted, just like this; all he could do, with his mouth full, was show him, was keep going.
The tension of Lee's fingers in his hair only egged him on. From time to time, he'd flatten his hand back out, sink his head back down completely and swallow him all the way down, throat rhythmic and needy in the way that he worked. But he'd always pull back, happy and content to edge Lee like this until Lee told him otherwise.