The ornery spitting shoots a laser of heat through him because it's so fucking trashy and so fucking Richie, really brings home whose mouth he's fucking when it wraps back around him. He swears almost angrily, doubling forward slightly, but it turns quickly into the needy-bitch whimper that means he really is gonna come.
Afterwards, light-headed and overstimulated, he stares down at Richie in disbelief. Keeps running hands over his cheekbones and ears and scalp and neck, his cock throbbing with the aftershocks of it, a feeling like all that sucking bruised it a little. When he pulls it out it does that fucking porn thing where a line of thick, cummy saliva stretches between the tip and Richie's mouth for a moment and he catches it on his fingers and then lifts his hand, holding eye contact, and puts his fingers in his mouth.
Sucks contemplative for a moment, eyes lidded, cheeks flushed.
"Come, the fuck, back up here," he suggests, intense, and truly he's been remade by the orgasm, all sweet pliancy despite the control freak order.
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Afterwards, light-headed and overstimulated, he stares down at Richie in disbelief. Keeps running hands over his cheekbones and ears and scalp and neck, his cock throbbing with the aftershocks of it, a feeling like all that sucking bruised it a little. When he pulls it out it does that fucking porn thing where a line of thick, cummy saliva stretches between the tip and Richie's mouth for a moment and he catches it on his fingers and then lifts his hand, holding eye contact, and puts his fingers in his mouth.
Sucks contemplative for a moment, eyes lidded, cheeks flushed.
"Come, the fuck, back up here," he suggests, intense, and truly he's been remade by the orgasm, all sweet pliancy despite the control freak order.