[Tyler comes undone in his arms and Ankari can't help the pride he feels. A feeling that sooths over his self consciousness at coming so quickly himself, that he could still be satisfying despite that hiccup. His teeth grind back and forth ever so lightly on Tyler's ear, holding just firm enough that he's held in place despite his squirming. Something possessive is there that Ankari wouldn't want to admit to, but it turns him right back on.
As does the pulsing heat beneath his fingers, which continue to rub into Tyler's clit. A slow, relentless pressure that he hopes can extend that orgasm for the other man, make it last, really drag it out for the most enjoyment. Ankari wants Tyler to have that, maybe even think of the elven prince he first decided to fool around with when stroking himself off another time-
Or they could just do this again and again. A tantalizing thought, that.]
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As does the pulsing heat beneath his fingers, which continue to rub into Tyler's clit. A slow, relentless pressure that he hopes can extend that orgasm for the other man, make it last, really drag it out for the most enjoyment. Ankari wants Tyler to have that, maybe even think of the elven prince he first decided to fool around with when stroking himself off another time-
Or they could just do this again and again. A tantalizing thought, that.]