[ If not for that scrap of permission, Vasquez might have genuinely tried not to pull Faraday's hair. He might have tried to hold all that tension in his muscles still, but Faraday's essentially given him carte blanche.
So when that hot, wet mouth slides down his cock, when muscles tighten and swallow around every sensitive inch of him, his fingers go almost brutally tight in Faraday's curls. He groans deep in his chest, caught off guard just as much by this newest bolt of pleasure. His head tips back as he pants for breath, letting his grip relax (incrementally) as he keeps his hips steady, instead of fucking up into that dizzying slick heat. ]
Dios, who the fuck taught you to suck cock like this, cariño?
[ Vasquez hisses through clenched teeth, looking back down to Faraday to watch his partner, to memorize the sight of those snide lips curled around his own dick.
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So when that hot, wet mouth slides down his cock, when muscles tighten and swallow around every sensitive inch of him, his fingers go almost brutally tight in Faraday's curls. He groans deep in his chest, caught off guard just as much by this newest bolt of pleasure. His head tips back as he pants for breath, letting his grip relax (incrementally) as he keeps his hips steady, instead of fucking up into that dizzying slick heat. ]
Dios, who the fuck taught you to suck cock like this, cariño?
[ Vasquez hisses through clenched teeth, looking back down to Faraday to watch his partner, to memorize the sight of those snide lips curled around his own dick.
Fuck, it's a pretty picture. ]