“Ohh… F-” His body bent over a little, twitching when there was a swallow, feeling the muscles in Theta’s mouth contract against him. “P-please…” He didn’t want to be done yet, he wanted Theta over him, on him and inside him. His eyes were hungry, unable to take the teasing much longer. “Fuck m-me.” He whined softly, biting his lip.
Following as he pleased, he swallowed only once more before he began to pull away, watching as his cock lay painfully erect against his stomach, almost dripped pre-cum. It was true, he wanted Marvel in a way he had no other yet, but he wanted it to last. Wiping at the corners of his mouth daintely, the young stood. ‘Good boy. Now it’s your turn or we won’t get anywhere with me in these tight leather pants, will we?’
He groaned when he swallowed and then pulled off, watching Theta wipe his mouth and then looked at his cock, glistening and thick. “Yes sir.” He cooed, sliding closer to the edge of the bed and let his hands grab hold of his pants, pulling him closer so he could slide them off. He kissed Theta’s stomach, then again as he worked his pants down, sliding off the bed and to his knees so he could get them off completely and toss them elsewhere.