Elijah winced a little bit at the pull at his hair, but didn't yank his head out of Ric's grasp. That reaction was too beautiful--the surprise too perfect. He chuckled a little, breath against skin, before his tongue slid slowly over the head of Ric's cock again.

The salty, musky taste of him made Elijah groan, his own cock twitching, but he glanced up again to take in that surprise, that shock, that falling back.

"Not yet," he murmured, before ducking his head and taking Ric's cock in to his mouth fully, sinking down on him as he let him slide in deep enough to hit his throat.