[He’s twitching by the time Roman pulls the finger free. The hint of blood makes him flush pink, embarrassed that he bleeds so easily. Not that he gets to focus on that, with that finger suddenly shoved into his mouth.

Sucking it clean like a delicious fuckin’ lollipop. He gets a little sad when Roman pulls away sooner than he like. Breathless, he answers.]

No, he didn’t want me to help him. He got hard though. Especially, when I got off on his thigh. Grinding, that’s it.