[ Even over the noise of the shower, Felix can hear the sounds Locus makes. Partly, it's because he's listening for them. But it's also instinct too, a veritable lifetime of being tuned in to everything Locus does, albeit for considerably less sexual reasons. And that's heartening in a way he isn't really expecting. It means Locus doesn't hate it. How anyone might hate getting sucked off he can't imagine, but no doubt if it's possible, Locus could find a way.
He's not, though, and that's good. Even if he's thinking about someone else while it's happening or nothing or... or work. Felix wouldn't be surprised if paperwork and other minutiae got him off. But it doesn't matter. He doesn't care. Especially when he feels that little twitch in Locus' hips.
There's no easy way to say it's okay, relax and give into it with his mouth full of his dick, but if he's getting that caught up in it that he wants to help, Felix won't deny him. Opening his eyes, he blinks the water out of them and makes a noise of encouragement. Not wanting to leave it at that, he gives the faintest of nods as he draws back toward the head of his cock, then tugs on his hip as he slides back down onto it. Another permissive hum and he lifts his free hand to rest lightly on Locus' other hip. There's so much more he can do with it, and would without hesitation if he thought it might not be too much too fast.
He curls his fingers, scratching lightly over his skin in as beckoning a gesture as he can manage, bobbing his head the way he is. It's fine. Go ahead. ]
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He's not, though, and that's good. Even if he's thinking about someone else while it's happening or nothing or... or work. Felix wouldn't be surprised if paperwork and other minutiae got him off. But it doesn't matter. He doesn't care. Especially when he feels that little twitch in Locus' hips.
There's no easy way to say it's okay, relax and give into it with his mouth full of his dick, but if he's getting that caught up in it that he wants to help, Felix won't deny him. Opening his eyes, he blinks the water out of them and makes a noise of encouragement. Not wanting to leave it at that, he gives the faintest of nods as he draws back toward the head of his cock, then tugs on his hip as he slides back down onto it. Another permissive hum and he lifts his free hand to rest lightly on Locus' other hip. There's so much more he can do with it, and would without hesitation if he thought it might not be too much too fast.
He curls his fingers, scratching lightly over his skin in as beckoning a gesture as he can manage, bobbing his head the way he is. It's fine. Go ahead. ]