Arthur got his wish as the Medicine Seller arched up from the attention to his nipples, moaning into his mouth, letting the vibrations roll through his lover. Not quite singing but he was making an effort to be more vocal for him.

It was, he thought, quite liberating.

His thrusts were slow, letting his shaft drag down Arthur's inner walls before pushing back into him, hitting home each time. Between the hot tightness around his cock and Arthur's attention to his throat and chest, he wasn't going to last long.

"Close," he murmured against Arthur's lips before kissing him greedily. Maybe it was a warning he was teetering on the precipice of a climax or perhaps he just wanted the other man close to him. Or both.