Percival's fingers tighten in Essek's hair as the drow's voice vibrates around his cock. He murmurs soft praise as he thrusts deeper.
"There," he sighs as he rocks back again, giving Essek a moment to breathe. He slides deep again before withdrawing all the way. Percy's eyes are dark as he looks down at his husband and his thumb strokes over his scalp.
"Tell me what you need, darling."
Even if he knows, he really wants to hear it. Especially when Essek has been squirming and writhing from the waist down since they got started. His hand slides from Essek's hair to cradle his cheek, admiring his flushed face and soft, kiss-swollen lips.
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"There," he sighs as he rocks back again, giving Essek a moment to breathe. He slides deep again before withdrawing all the way. Percy's eyes are dark as he looks down at his husband and his thumb strokes over his scalp.
"Tell me what you need, darling."
Even if he knows, he really wants to hear it. Especially when Essek has been squirming and writhing from the waist down since they got started. His hand slides from Essek's hair to cradle his cheek, admiring his flushed face and soft, kiss-swollen lips.