Arthur groaned as his pulse point was given such attention, and then again when the medicine seller shifted his thigh to rub more against his cock. He in turn pressed back again, more for that probing finger, as well as to relieve some of the ache in his loins.

"That's good darlin'..." he breathed, tilting his head submissively-or as much as he could with him gripping his hair-to give the man all the access to his throat he wanted.

Leaning on one elbow, he reached around with his free hand to caress the other's thigh.