It was a powerful feeling that came from the way Kavinsky spoke to him, and Lee groaned at the way Kavinsky gave it so freely. He needed it, to be controlled so he could lose control, the relinquishing of it as climactic and important as Kavinsky's physical release.

Lee's hands slid up to the centers of Kavinsky's hamstrings, fingers gripping firmly as he pressed his mouth back down around Kavinsky's hole, flicking his tongue over it, following the rim around, just a bit of a pleasurable tease before he pushed closer and sucked again, his mouth awash again with his own semen draw from deep within Kavinsky's body. This time he didn't swallow, holding the load in his mouth as he released Kavinsky's legs and climbed up over his body, his pelvis between Kavinksy's thighs.

Nudging their mouths together, Lee waited until Kavinsky opened his before he parted his lips for a kiss, Kavinsky's come trailing out of Lee's mouth as he slid their tongues together, passing Kavinsky's spunk between them. As they kissed, filthy and dark, Lee pressed a hand between them, his fingers curving around Kavinsky's dick and squeezing.