[Scott shouts, his voice a higher pitch, feeling that vibration from Wriothesley's moan resonate against his engulfed cock. I-it's so much... every time he thinks he's at his limit, it's pushed more, and he finds himself completely helpless against his own pleasure. He's not if he can just entirely blame the fact that he hasn't been touched like this in a while, not with how dedicated and talented the mouth around him is.
His eyes narrow behind his shades, but they never fully close, wanting to fully take in the image of Wriothesley's stretched lips around his needy erection. See the other man's own pleasured expression just from sucking his cock... he didn't know someone could enjoy doing that so much, but it's intense. And extremely hot, his own attraction building.
Especially seeing Wriothesley's own cock take interest. His own tongue swiping past breathless lips at the sight.
More drops of precum leak from his tip and he thrusts against his mouth, breaths coming in and out in loud, unrhythmic pants. As long as he's fine with it... Scott's own hips sway and push his wet need into the warmth and heat of Wriothesley's mouth. He wonders if Wriothesley is willing or wanting to take him entirely in, until he's hitting the back of his throat, his lips meeting his pelvis, and another loose moan breaks from the center of his chest.
A hand pulls from the wall to bury in the other's hair, fingers lightly gripping the strands, gently guiding, but mostly as support for himself.]
You really feel good. [Should he even compliment a guy for sucking dick so well???? Too late. Not like there's many braincells left in Scott to say anything more articulate.]
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[Scott shouts, his voice a higher pitch, feeling that vibration from Wriothesley's moan resonate against his engulfed cock. I-it's so much... every time he thinks he's at his limit, it's pushed more, and he finds himself completely helpless against his own pleasure. He's not if he can just entirely blame the fact that he hasn't been touched like this in a while, not with how dedicated and talented the mouth around him is.
His eyes narrow behind his shades, but they never fully close, wanting to fully take in the image of Wriothesley's stretched lips around his needy erection. See the other man's own pleasured expression just from sucking his cock... he didn't know someone could enjoy doing that so much, but it's intense. And extremely hot, his own attraction building.
Especially seeing Wriothesley's own cock take interest. His own tongue swiping past breathless lips at the sight.
More drops of precum leak from his tip and he thrusts against his mouth, breaths coming in and out in loud, unrhythmic pants. As long as he's fine with it... Scott's own hips sway and push his wet need into the warmth and heat of Wriothesley's mouth. He wonders if Wriothesley is willing or wanting to take him entirely in, until he's hitting the back of his throat, his lips meeting his pelvis, and another loose moan breaks from the center of his chest.
A hand pulls from the wall to bury in the other's hair, fingers lightly gripping the strands, gently guiding, but mostly as support for himself.]
You really feel good. [Should he even compliment a guy for sucking dick so well???? Too late. Not like there's many braincells left in Scott to say anything more articulate.]