Ray briefly reflects on just how many things he's seen Fraser lick in their time together, and how his cock was one thing he never expected to be added to that list.
But there it is, the flat of Fraser's tongue dragging up the far-too-sensitive length of Ray, tasting every bit of him and causing every muscle in him to jitter expectantly. He does everything in is path to keep his hazy, pale gaze locked on Fraser's, the stare down almost as stimulating as the tongue itself thanks to those lust fuelled eyes.]
Hngh, jeezus. This is one thing you can lick. [The awkward little mumble rounded off with an equally awkward laughing exhale, cut off short as a wet warmth suddenly engulfs him.
The initial wrap of lips has his eyes rolling back in his head and head lolling back, a throaty groan wrenching it's way out of him as he does his best not to jerk right against Fraser. That mouth and tongue are sinfully skilled and a constant stimulation, working every inch they touch with a knowledge that Fraser really shouldn't be privy to. Ray definitely does succumb to it all, every single change and switch making him arch, squirm and whine beneath Fraser. When he does eventually look down again, it's to bonelessly move his arms, reaching to hold as instructed, one hand flopping onto Fraser's shoulder and quickly turning into a white-knuckled grip, while the other finds purchase tangling into his hair, supportive rather than controlling.]
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Ray briefly reflects on just how many things he's seen Fraser lick in their time together, and how his cock was one thing he never expected to be added to that list.
But there it is, the flat of Fraser's tongue dragging up the far-too-sensitive length of Ray, tasting every bit of him and causing every muscle in him to jitter expectantly. He does everything in is path to keep his hazy, pale gaze locked on Fraser's, the stare down almost as stimulating as the tongue itself thanks to those lust fuelled eyes.]
Hngh, jeezus. This is one thing you can lick. [The awkward little mumble rounded off with an equally awkward laughing exhale, cut off short as a wet warmth suddenly engulfs him.
The initial wrap of lips has his eyes rolling back in his head and head lolling back, a throaty groan wrenching it's way out of him as he does his best not to jerk right against Fraser. That mouth and tongue are sinfully skilled and a constant stimulation, working every inch they touch with a knowledge that Fraser really shouldn't be privy to. Ray definitely does succumb to it all, every single change and switch making him arch, squirm and whine beneath Fraser. When he does eventually look down again, it's to bonelessly move his arms, reaching to hold as instructed, one hand flopping onto Fraser's shoulder and quickly turning into a white-knuckled grip, while the other finds purchase tangling into his hair, supportive rather than controlling.]