[ his hands finally move to slide and grab at the base of Friday's wings, letting his fingers run across the feathers as they move to close further in. He'll tug forward then as he thrusts a bit into the other's mouth, although he does his best to do so slowly and with a rolling of his hips rather than anything brutal. That doesn't mean he's necessarily trying to avoid choking him, but Sam is giving him a chance to get used to it or at the very least have a chance to stop it before it's too much if he doesn't like it.
He's let his head tilt back against the couch but only for a moment before he's turning it to one side to be able to glance down at Friday again. ]
Mm, that's it... aha... if you keep touching me like that while you suck me off, though, I'm gonna cum in that pretty mouth of yours real soon~.
[ fair warning. And judging by the arousal in his drawl, Sam probably isn't very concerned about climaxing too soon. Whether that means he'll stop the other before he does or that he's pretty confident he can get it back up right after remains to be seen. ]
[ His eyes widen slightly as pleasure erupts at the base of his skull and careens down his spine, making him moan louder around Sam's cock as his body releases a visible shudder. Sam's words and the sight of his pretty facial features smoothed out in bliss only encourage Friday more as he tries to keep his throat relaxed. Tries to suck him in deeper, lips tight around his skin and wings spreading out in Sam's grip.
He can feel his own cock throb against his thigh, but he's more hyper-focused on getting Sam off at the moment as pumps him at the base of his dick, encouraging him to empty everything out inside of Friday's willing mouth. ]
[ he's not sure if he should be concerned the other is a little too eager, but it's such a drag interrupting the flow of a sexual encounter even when well meant. Luckily, Sam is really not a novice at this in any sense, so much that despite the worry crossing his mind, he doesn't feel a need to discourage Friday because he's confident enough he can make sure he doesn't choke (at least, in a bad kind of way.)
While he doesn't hold back his orgasm, it's pretty controlled (no wild bucking of his hips, no loss of control that he gets really rough there) but that doesn't make it a bad one either. He grits his teeth, realizing it's been a bit since he's felt this relief which is really just so... damn nice.
Even though he made quite the effort not to make it uncomfortable, he still does, as soon as the initial pleasured-filled haze clears from his mind, go to check on Friday. ]
Ah, you okay—?
[ he's confident he didn't caught too much discomfort, but what he isn't experienced in is doing this with anyone he gives a shot about, so he still can't help but worry, anyway, now that the edge has been taken off. ]
[ He's not sure if he should swallow it all down because he does want Sam to kiss him after this and isn't sure if Sam would be as into the taste of himself on his tongue as other guys. Unfortunately, Friday's reflexes are too slow, and between his feverish jerking and the tight suction of his lips and tongue, he doesn't have time to pull away as Sam's release floods his mouth.
Friday does at least try not to look as starved for it as he feels, turning away slightly while his throat muscles work, heat swelling faster across his own cheeks before he nods. ]
Yes...I am going to assume you enjoyed it well enough.
[ It would be a bit obvious if he did not, and Friday can't completely hide how turned on he'd been by it himself as he restrains his hands from smoothing down the bulge in the front of his pants. ]
You looked...rather breathtaking while you finished, if that is not too forward to admit.
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He's let his head tilt back against the couch but only for a moment before he's turning it to one side to be able to glance down at Friday again. ]
Mm, that's it... aha... if you keep touching me like that while you suck me off, though, I'm gonna cum in that pretty mouth of yours real soon~.
[ fair warning. And judging by the arousal in his drawl, Sam probably isn't very concerned about climaxing too soon. Whether that means he'll stop the other before he does or that he's pretty confident he can get it back up right after remains to be seen. ]
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He can feel his own cock throb against his thigh, but he's more hyper-focused on getting Sam off at the moment as pumps him at the base of his dick, encouraging him to empty everything out inside of Friday's willing mouth. ]
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While he doesn't hold back his orgasm, it's pretty controlled (no wild bucking of his hips, no loss of control that he gets really rough there) but that doesn't make it a bad one either. He grits his teeth, realizing it's been a bit since he's felt this relief which is really just so... damn nice.
Even though he made quite the effort not to make it uncomfortable, he still does, as soon as the initial pleasured-filled haze clears from his mind, go to check on Friday. ]
Ah, you okay—?
[ he's confident he didn't caught too much discomfort, but what he isn't experienced in is doing this with anyone he gives a shot about, so he still can't help but worry, anyway, now that the edge has been taken off. ]
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Friday does at least try not to look as starved for it as he feels, turning away slightly while his throat muscles work, heat swelling faster across his own cheeks before he nods. ]
Yes...I am going to assume you enjoyed it well enough.
[ It would be a bit obvious if he did not, and Friday can't completely hide how turned on he'd been by it himself as he restrains his hands from smoothing down the bulge in the front of his pants. ]
You looked...rather breathtaking while you finished, if that is not too forward to admit.