Elijah's cock started to twitch as he felt his imminent release.
He tried to pry Alexei's lips from his arousal, but the redhead stayed stubbornly in his place, using his dexterous tongue to tease the sensitive areas.
Blue eyes glanced up to meet the watery gray ones.
"Lyosha, s-stop... Ah!"
Not breaking eye contact, Alexei spread Elijah's thighs further before deep throating him.
A rush of pleasure crawled up Elijah's spine.
Without meaning to, his hips lifted, cock jerking in the warm mouth, fervently begging for more.
It hit him, suddenly and shamefully, how easily pleasure unraveled him. He was weak to pleasure. Very weak indeed.
His mind was hazy. The strange sensation drowned out his thoughts entirely, leaving him craving for more.
"Lyosha," a low, hoarse voice, tinged with need, reached Alexei's ears. Yet he was also well aware of what his lover intended to do.
How could he allow that?
"Don't. I-I am close."
The gleam in those blue eyes blazed with heat.
