[Oh, that grip on his hair again. Tight, though ever so brief. Henry makes a low sound as he draws back, running his tongue across his bottom lip to taste the faint, salty tang of Alec there.]
In good time.
[Always waffling between taking orders, versus taking orders while taking his time with them. But to be far, he wants to relish every reaction, wants to indulge himself a little, too. Alec must want to feel his whole mouth wrapped around him—and he will—but what’s the grand hurry?
For now, he leans in, and draws the wetness of his tongue up the underside of Alec’s cock. Slowly.]
[ Ah, there it is. That bit of defiance that is so very Henry — master of malicious compliance when he wants to be. Alec huffs out an amused sound, clearly not as put out by it as he could be. He is all too happy to let Henry explore, to learn him from this new angle. At least for now.
And explore he does. The slow pass of Henry’s tongue along his length does things to him, makes him groan, his stomach winding tight with anticipation. ]
Haaah, enjoying yourself?
[ This is going to be a test of his patience, isn’t it? ]
[Henry doesn’t reply at first. When his tongue slides from base to tip, it then lingers at the head of Alec’s cock, before his lips seal over it in another slow—almost lazy—kiss. Mm-hmm, he answers in a hum, in a way that purposefully draws out each syllable so that Alec can feel the reverberations of each one.
One might get the sense that Henry is more than willing to take his torturous time with him; give him the benefit of the doubt, and maybe it’s because this is a new experience, a new act for him, never mind his eager willingness.
But Alec probably knows Henry well enough by now to guess that he’s just being difficult. Even on his knees, he can exert a little bit of his own brand of control.]
no subject
In good time.
[Always waffling between taking orders, versus taking orders while taking his time with them. But to be far, he wants to relish every reaction, wants to indulge himself a little, too. Alec must want to feel his whole mouth wrapped around him—and he will—but what’s the grand hurry?
For now, he leans in, and draws the wetness of his tongue up the underside of Alec’s cock. Slowly.]
no subject
And explore he does. The slow pass of Henry’s tongue along his length does things to him, makes him groan, his stomach winding tight with anticipation. ]
Haaah, enjoying yourself?
[ This is going to be a test of his patience, isn’t it? ]
no subject
One might get the sense that Henry is more than willing to take his torturous time with him; give him the benefit of the doubt, and maybe it’s because this is a new experience, a new act for him, never mind his eager willingness.
But Alec probably knows Henry well enough by now to guess that he’s just being difficult. Even on his knees, he can exert a little bit of his own brand of control.]