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Looking down, my gaze locked onto his stiff dick. My mouth almost watered, but I wasn’t quite done worshipping the rest of him yet, so I shuffled back between his legs and let my hand trail down, intentionally bypassing his cock to trace the crease of his groin.

He shuddered with a whimper of protest, hips straining up. After cupping his calves to get him to rest the soles of his feet on the mattress, I trailed my fingertips down the backs of his thighs to behind his knees, lightly tickling him there. His knees quaked before he laughed and squirmed, his feet coming up off the bed, legs folding to trap my hands.

I grinned at him, smoothing my thumbs over the sides of his calves. “Ticklish there too?”

“Yeah.” He grinned back and settled, freeing my hands as his feet dropped back onto the mattress.

I chuckled. “Alright, promise I won’t touch you there again.”

“It felt nice!” he protested immediately. “But… yeah, really ticklish.”

Unable to help myself, I bent down and kissed his knee, then shuffled back a little more and made myself comfortable between his legs.

As I smoothed my hands up his thighs, I looked up at him and smiled. “Just a couple more spots.”

His breath hitched, eyes once again dancing with nervous excitement as his gaze darted to his cock. I pressed my smiling mouth to the inside of his knee.

He knew what was coming.

“Inner thighs are a good one,” I murmured between soft, open-mouthed kisses, making my way higher at a painstakingly slow pace. “You can take your time. Draw it out because they know what’s going to follow, but you can make them wait.”

His chest started to heave, and a choked gasp left him when I used my grip to spread his thighs nice and wide until his knees touched the bed. His inner thigh quaked under my lips, the skin smooth and soft. By the time I reached his groin, he was clutching at the sheets and trembling all over. His cock kept jerking up into the air, clear pre-cum threading onto his stomach.

I buried my mouth between his tight sac and his inner thigh to kiss the crease of his groin, the tendon there pulled taut. Then I did the same to the other side, ignoring what was in between, before shifting back down to the opposite knee and starting all over again.

A tiny sob came from above. “Seb.”

“Mm?” I was moving faster this time, too impatient. I reached the crease of his groin and gave it a long lick.

Whatever Larkin had been about to say was lost as he shuddered and strained his hips, a hoarse croak escaping him. My cock felt like it was about to explode as I finally nuzzled his tight balls, then sucked one gently into my mouth.

The air punched from his lungs as his spine arched off the mattress. “Oh my god. Oh my god.”

“We’ll cover blowjobs today as well,” I rasped, just so there was no doubt about what I was about to do to him. “Ticks off some more erogenous zones too. Like here…”

I smoothed my tongue over the seam of his sac, then dipped lower and did it again so the tip of my tongue stroked the stretch of skin just behind. A strangled moan tore from him as he strained up, thighs shaking wildly against my arms.

Pre-cum was pouring steadily from his cockhead, gleaming against his stomach, so I wasn’t at all surprised when he panted, “S-Seb, I’m—I w-won’t last.”

I stroked my tongue over his balls again with a smile. “Think you’ve got more than one in you again tonight?”

He swallowed thickly and nodded. “Y-yeah. F-for sure.”

“Then don’t worry about lasting. We’ll just try again.” I had absolutely no complaints about sucking Larkin’s dick all night and making him come as many times as I could.

“Okay,” he mumbled, his expression a little sheepish as he looked down at me. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” My chest squeezed tight. I pressed a soft kiss to his inner thigh. “This is fun for me too. You think I don’t like doing this to you?”

His throat bobbed as he gazed at me. “Do you?”

My chest tightened even more, like my heart was in a vice. “Yes. I love it, Lark.”

I love you. I’d do this every single night to show you just how much, if you let me. I’d worship you.

To shake off the sudden stab of melancholy that threatened to interrupt this, I dipped down again and tongued his balls some more, until he was back to shaking and huffing out breathless little whimpers. Then, shifting higher, I smoothed the flat of my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, the taste of his pre-cum making me groan raggedly.

“Oh fuck,” Larkin breathed, hands trembling as they fisted the sheets and pulled hard. “F-fuck. Seb—”