Elijah chuckled again at the gasped comment. He most certainly was in control, though he was enjoying himself to an immense degree. He took the arch of Ric's hips, swallowed around him, throat massaging him as he sank down on him again, then slid slowly back up. His mouth found a rhythm, slow and luxurious, taking his time, giving the impression--a true one--that he was doing this as much for himself as Ric, enjoying it as much as Ric was.
He'd had a thousand years to perfect his technique at this, though he followed Ric's reactions as much as anything, adjusting what he did to what Ric seemed to enjoy most. His fingers slid between his legs, cupping his balls, stroking them slowly and playing with them as his mouth continued to play in its own way.
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Date: 2013-06-09 03:38 am (UTC)He'd had a thousand years to perfect his technique at this, though he followed Ric's reactions as much as anything, adjusting what he did to what Ric seemed to enjoy most. His fingers slid between his legs, cupping his balls, stroking them slowly and playing with them as his mouth continued to play in its own way.