[ It's definitely for the best that North doesn't buck up into his mouth or press his head down too insistently, but York can tell his partner needs more. He braces himself on North's hip with one hand and keeps the other stroking over what he can't fit in his mouth just yet, the slick warmth of his mouth going hard with each suck. Taking him in a little deeper every time he bobs his head, until he's kissing his own fist and can let go there, his hand slipping between North's legs to roll the other man's balls gently between his fingers.
His jaw is tiring quickly, not used to this, but he's determined if nothing else. His fingers dig into North's hip, giving a little tug -- a sign it's okay for him to move if he needs to. He can handle it. He can already hear North shifting restlessly above him, feel the way his fingers are twisting eagerly in York's hair.
'Is it enough?' he needs to know, but doesn't want to lift his head to ask. So he just hums softly, doubling his efforts. Stroking his tongue along the underside of North's dick and swirling it around the head at the top of each suck. Hoping he's moving fast enough for this to be satisfying. ]
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His jaw is tiring quickly, not used to this, but he's determined if nothing else. His fingers dig into North's hip, giving a little tug -- a sign it's okay for him to move if he needs to. He can handle it. He can already hear North shifting restlessly above him, feel the way his fingers are twisting eagerly in York's hair.
'Is it enough?' he needs to know, but doesn't want to lift his head to ask. So he just hums softly, doubling his efforts. Stroking his tongue along the underside of North's dick and swirling it around the head at the top of each suck. Hoping he's moving fast enough for this to be satisfying. ]