[He loved it. Loved all of those gasps and moans, all of the tensing and little twitches of Booker's body. He loved listening to what his mouth could make Booker feel.
He also learned that apparently he really liked Booker's hands in his hair. He groaned at that first tug, his eyes sliding shut as he drew back and off so he could catch his breath.]
That is the idea, isn't it? I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.
[He licked his lips, marveling a little at they were just a little thicker from his work. Booker's precum was bitter on his tongue but he didn't mind it. He even chased a stray little droplet from the corner of his lips.
He shifted his weight a little, stroking his hand up along Booker's cock once, twice, then back down. This time he didn't hold him, though. He eased his hand down to cup Booker's balls as he took his cock back into his mouth, sliding down as far as he comfortably could.]
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He also learned that apparently he really liked Booker's hands in his hair. He groaned at that first tug, his eyes sliding shut as he drew back and off so he could catch his breath.]
That is the idea, isn't it? I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.
[He licked his lips, marveling a little at they were just a little thicker from his work. Booker's precum was bitter on his tongue but he didn't mind it. He even chased a stray little droplet from the corner of his lips.
He shifted his weight a little, stroking his hand up along Booker's cock once, twice, then back down. This time he didn't hold him, though. He eased his hand down to cup Booker's balls as he took his cock back into his mouth, sliding down as far as he comfortably could.]