Asher draws back after only a few mouthfuls; enough to get his blood pumping, enough to feed him, but not his usual satiation.
"Done," he murmurs. He slides his hand slowly down Nathaniel's front, letting his nails gently scrape his stomach, before his fingers curl around Nathaniel's cock.
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"Done," he murmurs. He slides his hand slowly down Nathaniel's front, letting his nails gently scrape his stomach, before his fingers curl around Nathaniel's cock.