[If he could come twice, he would. In fact he could swear he leaks juuust a tiny spurt more at the taste of his own cum on Harry's fingers - sucking gently, eyes closed with a heavy sigh. Now he feels boneless and completely free-floating, fingers still gripping to Harry's shoulder up until the moment he's done suckling his digits and required to once again stand on his own.
Praise. Gets him every time. He's putting this experience into his art later.]
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Praise. Gets him every time. He's putting this experience into his art later.]
Oh, that was... ah. Everything I wanted.