“We’re done talking,” Thomas murmured, letting Leon catch the crown with his lips. He shuddered as Leon’s tongue glanced across the tip, lingering on the pre-come gathered at the slit.
Now that he had what he wanted, Leon didn’t seem in a hurry to take any more into his mouth. He tightened the seal behind the head, pushing back the foreskin in order to lick over every inch of exposed skin. His cheeks hollowed from how tightly he sucked, tight enough that Thomas almost thought the man would drive him to explode without ever taking more into his mouth.
But then he did. Just another inch. And it was better than he remembered.
Thomas didn’t want this to end too quickly, but he couldn’t remember the last time he had been this wound up. Probably never. Not even his previous experiences with L
