Lyrin rolls his own eyes and then moves forward, straddling Billy's thighs before the other could react. He leans forward, licking up the dripped sauce in a long, slow stripe.
As Lyrin straddled onto him, Billy closed his eyes, lyrin tasting the fresh sauce. A nice natural cheery flavor on Billy's chest, likely a fancy soap...but it didn't spoil his taste buds. Billy hummed to himself.
"Oh. Are you a muscle worshipper?" He said as he felt his tongue run over him again, his hand coming up and grabbing the back of his head. "Or are you just unable to pull away?" He said as his peck flexed underneath his pets lips.
He whimpers softly, closing his eyes.he shifts to the side slightly, running his tongue over Billy's breast in another long swipe. He flicks his gaze up, "Can't it be both?" He nuzzles the velvety skin and then licks over Billy's nipple.
"Hmm, I guess it can be." He said as he felt his warm tongue dragging along his skin, the tickling sensation that tingled on his chest making him chuckle. "Is it better than your books?" He said pulling on Lyrins hair.
Lyrin groans softly, looking up at Billy. He licks again, seeming focused on the job. He hums softly and then and pulls away. He stares at Billy, "The real thing is always better than a book."
Lyrin groans softly, pressing closer and against Billy. His lips press back against Billy's and he reaches up, sliding his arms around his neck. "You keep pulling my hair~"
"It means if I have to handle you with a tight grip....I will." Billy as said he brought his lips to Lyrins throat, playfully nipping at it as it he were a a beast...no. perhaps like a vampire, willing to chomp into him for his own pleasure.
Billy enjoyed his ribbing abd wiggling, his hands searching around him again, sliding his lips up to his chest, nipping on his muscles. Billy started to lift him again. Shifting their angles. But a phone start rumbling, unfortunately not Lyrins. He heaved a sigh. "Get that."
Lyrin groans softly, frustrated and disappointed as he crawls off Billy's lap. He shifts, following the sound of the ringing and pulling out Billy's phone. He walks back, brows lowered into a scowls as he holds the phone out.
He took the phone uo, as Lyrin Scowled, his bully smirking as he reached with his offhand, grabbing him by the cock to stroke him while he flipped his thumb iver his ohine. He raised it to his ear. "Yeah?...oh." his eyes rolled as he played with his prey. "Hey Dad." He said holding in a sigh.
Eirian gasps, covering his mouth with his hand. He glares at Billy, but there was no heat behind the look; well, none beyond lust. He shifts his hips slightly, pushing forward into Billy's hand, though he tenses slightly at the identity of the caller.
The glare only made Billy bite back a laugh, chewing his lip briefly while he started pulling and stroking him slowly. "Mmm...I'm with my friends...does it really matter which?" He said as he pressed his thumb onto Lyrins tip, stroking the hole gently. "Hmm-" he paused, his hand squeezing on its plaything. "Probably a few hours...." He said as he cooked the opine into his shoulder yo frre up his other hand
"Mm- oh I have food that fine!" He said smirking wider as Lyrin seemed to be getting more invested, his thrusting making Billy squeeze him firmer, his other hand grabbing onto Lyrins balls to massage them. Billy leaned forward, sticking out his tongue, his breath ticking over Lyrins excited cock, mockingly keeping the warm comforting organ just out if reach.
Billy smirked at Lyrin , his eyes burning with mischief, knowing Lyrin wanted to feel more. His rolled out his tongue, letting himself drool over Lyrins tip. "Mmm-mhmmm~" He hummed out as he listened to tye other end of the call. He flicked his tongue over lyrin plsyfully.
Billy bit back a laugh as he shifted back, stroking the hot lubricant on Lyrin faster. "My friend looks frustrated, I'll call you back!" Billy said as he shifted to hang up and tossed it aside. "What? You thought I'd put it in my mouth or something?"
"Mm but you wanted me to." He sa said as hevstroked Lyrin harder, his other hand playing with his balls. Billy's eyes burned, challenging Lyrin more and more as his intensity grew. His hand pulling him closer.
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