Arthur responded in kind with a heavy groan as he was taken to the hilt, twitching on his tongue and almost down his throat as he hardened fully.

The massage of his fingers into his thighs had him sigh contently, relaxing the bigger man further. If he were awake, he'd wonder whatever he did to deserve such delicious attention.

His fingers curled on the pillow and his other-beneath the blanket at his hip, slid up to rest on his stomach, then down, finding soft hair to bury into.