[He glistens with Winter's saliva, matching the way the warlock's lips shine from the effort, and this is a sight that he'll be committing steadfastly to memory for a while to come. But instinctively, his body and mind call him a traitor for severing the warm, dizzying stimulation of the man's mouth, and it takes a fair amount of willpower to not tell him immediately that he's changed his mind.
But he manages, and his fingers loosen in his hair, considering him from below. He's so, so beautiful, and in this moment, he's all his -- he doesn't want to rush through to his climax, more keen to make this last if he can.]
More like... I'm greedy. I want a little bit of everything.
[He smirks up at him, despite himself, he cheeks still flushed and his breathing still a bit ragged.]
But I think, mostly, I want to come when you're inside of me.
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But he manages, and his fingers loosen in his hair, considering him from below. He's so, so beautiful, and in this moment, he's all his -- he doesn't want to rush through to his climax, more keen to make this last if he can.]
More like... I'm greedy. I want a little bit of everything.
[He smirks up at him, despite himself, he cheeks still flushed and his breathing still a bit ragged.]
But I think, mostly, I want to come when you're inside of me.