[He laps away the precome attentively, tongue working steadily at the tip. That's all that's in his mouth, still - just that little bit, with that gentle suction and the ceaseless wet rhythm of his tongue]
[He reaches up with one of his hands, careful, back behind Rye's cock - traces along those glistening folds with the tips of his fingers]
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[He reaches up with one of his hands, careful, back behind Rye's cock - traces along those glistening folds with the tips of his fingers]