[At the thought of Hurricane dreaming of this, at Hurricane getting louder, knowing he's getting that into it, Rye just groans louder around him, sucking a bit harder. He looks up with dark, hungry eyes, watching him play with his own nipples, and he just grips his own cock harder, pumping it hard enough to be audible.]

[As Hurricane talks, as they move, Rye's own sounds get louder. Muffled with the weight of Hurricane's cock pressing in deep, but there's the vibrations added. Rye is moving his head with those thrusts, matching Hurricane's pace to press him in faster. Sucking on his cock eagerly, and swallowing with every push into his throat.]

[His fingers don't relent, only get more determined as Hurricane tenses, curls up. His thrusts get shorter, no longer pulling out anymore than an inch or two, so he can keep thrusting hard and fast against that spot, to hit it every time.]