He could feel the swell of Arthur's cock against his thigh as surely as the hand in his hair kept him at Arthur's throat. A smile played on his lips as he lightly kissed just below his ear, a teasing lilt to his tone.

"You do like being nibbled on, it seems."

The hand on Arthur's hip reached around to give his erection a light squeeze, but it didn't linger. Instead he took the jar of oil, popped the lid, and gave his fingers a generous coating, letting it dribble down between the cleft of his ass, before gliding his fingers along the slicked crease.