[Oh, there's no need to worry about him stopping. Not when he has the pleasure of those brilliant eyes staring back up at him and making the heat in him stir all the hotter.]

Yeah, yeah, you'd make thothe fucking amazing noithes with every bit of heat that'd center in on your gillth, nothing hotter than the thound of your moanth echoing in the library I thwear-

[Of course, then it's him moaning, one hand pulling back to press against his mouth while the other tightens in Dualscar's hair. Shit, shit, his bulges pressing against one another, the feel of those lips wrapped so tightly around both of them and the suction-]

God, 22...