[ Unhanding the base of his cock to hold his trembling thighs down, Tim is undeterred by the warning. In fact, he's grateful for it solely so that he can make a filthy show of it, swirling his tongue around the tip for the precious few moments before Harry finally comes into his waiting mouth, open and tongue out.
He stays until he's sure he's milked every last drop, sucking him down a few more times just to be certain, and then scrambles back up into his lap. Tim's still mostly wearing his pants, with his cock pulled out and pre smeared in his treasure trail, but he's well-versed in self-denial, it doesn't seem to bother him. Instead, all his attention is on Harry, his eyes sun bright and adoring as he leans in for a wet kiss, the salty taste of his release still on his tongue. ]
It's okay. [ With an arm around his shoulder and a thumb tapping playfully at his chin. ] I wanted you to feel good. I think I succeeded.
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He stays until he's sure he's milked every last drop, sucking him down a few more times just to be certain, and then scrambles back up into his lap. Tim's still mostly wearing his pants, with his cock pulled out and pre smeared in his treasure trail, but he's well-versed in self-denial, it doesn't seem to bother him. Instead, all his attention is on Harry, his eyes sun bright and adoring as he leans in for a wet kiss, the salty taste of his release still on his tongue. ]
It's okay. [ With an arm around his shoulder and a thumb tapping playfully at his chin. ] I wanted you to feel good. I think I succeeded.