[ If it was a substandard blowjob, Locus wouldn't like it. But, it's not so he doesn't not like what's happening. Locus might not be the kindest man alive, might never have been either, but he's not the sort to let his attention slip to someone or something else when in an intimate situation. All of them that he's been in, his focus has been on that person. Otherwise, what's the point? And when he focuses, that's it. His attention right now is where it needs to be: with and on Felix.
Isaac. Maybe he should start thinking of him with that name again.
That he can think about later.
That vibration around his cock again feels good and his whole body shudders this time. His eyes close briefly and when his lips part now, there is a low moan that floats free. Looking down when he centers himself again, he catches Felix's eye. For a moment he doesn't act, doesn't do a thing and just looks at him wet and in a shower, yet somehow still filthy. Another heavy breath leaves him and he feels too hot, his skin too small for his bones.
The moment passes and Locus' hands move, bracketing the side of Felix's head. Idly, his thumb sweeps a few water droplets off of Felix's face. Part of him feels like he should look away, but he can't seem to convince himself. So it's with that steady, intense gaze he watches as he begins to slowly roll his hips to fuck Felix's mouth. Watching as his cock disappears into the warm, wet heat of his mouth. It's enticing in a way he hadn't ever imagined. His own mouth is slightly lax as he forgoes breathing through his nose because everything is just too much right now. ]
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Isaac. Maybe he should start thinking of him with that name again.
That he can think about later.
That vibration around his cock again feels good and his whole body shudders this time. His eyes close briefly and when his lips part now, there is a low moan that floats free. Looking down when he centers himself again, he catches Felix's eye. For a moment he doesn't act, doesn't do a thing and just looks at him wet and in a shower, yet somehow still filthy. Another heavy breath leaves him and he feels too hot, his skin too small for his bones.
The moment passes and Locus' hands move, bracketing the side of Felix's head. Idly, his thumb sweeps a few water droplets off of Felix's face. Part of him feels like he should look away, but he can't seem to convince himself. So it's with that steady, intense gaze he watches as he begins to slowly roll his hips to fuck Felix's mouth. Watching as his cock disappears into the warm, wet heat of his mouth. It's enticing in a way he hadn't ever imagined. His own mouth is slightly lax as he forgoes breathing through his nose because everything is just too much right now. ]