[He cannot fault her for not answering him, when her mouth is currently occupied doing something arguably more important for him. Whether or not he will remember this, he cannot say, but he is thoroughly committed to enjoying it while it lasts regardless of the answer.
Strong hands stroke her hair; the gesture more loving than most he's allowed himself to show up until now. It is an expression of his praise for her skill.
And in letting his guard down, even his body has an easier time being honest. Any tension drains and he allows himself to revel in the full feeling of her mouth; tight and eager as it is. With it, come obvious tells that she can pick up. Such as the way his fingers will twitch in her hair mid-movement as he starts to get close. Or the slight shift in his taste as tiny drops of pre-come are taken in by her mouth.
He, however, doesn't seem keen on outright telling her; although he's allowed himself to express himself. His voice rumbles, deep, as he moans outright as her pace quickens.]
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Strong hands stroke her hair; the gesture more loving than most he's allowed himself to show up until now. It is an expression of his praise for her skill.
And in letting his guard down, even his body has an easier time being honest. Any tension drains and he allows himself to revel in the full feeling of her mouth; tight and eager as it is. With it, come obvious tells that she can pick up. Such as the way his fingers will twitch in her hair mid-movement as he starts to get close. Or the slight shift in his taste as tiny drops of pre-come are taken in by her mouth.
He, however, doesn't seem keen on outright telling her; although he's allowed himself to express himself. His voice rumbles, deep, as he moans outright as her pace quickens.]