chosenbylightning

Len listens intently to every sweet noise dragged from him, every hitch in breath or the way his pulse skips around his hand. He can feel how his body moves with him, pressing into it and writhing in ecstasy and when he hits that spot he doesn't let up. He's relentless as he tastes precum on his tongue, plunging Barry deep into his mouth and spreading a free hand over the shell of a hip to press down, prepared for when the other finally breaks, bucking up and arching in his throes. He moves with him and sucks him down, swallowing around him as hot spurts hit the back of his throat. He lets Barry ride it out milking him for all he's worth and drawing every last drop out of him.

Once the other finally melts into the sheets he'll slowly pull off and slide his hand free, reaching down to wipe his fingers off on a discarded piece of clothing. He'll shift up and over his lover, kissing his way up his sweat slick chest to lavish his throat. He lets Barry come down slow, letting him bask in it as he lays between his thighs, feeling him shiver and quake with the aftershocks of a powerful orgasm. He'll eventually take his mouth, kissing him hard and deep as he situates himself, gently rubbing at his entrance and teasing a little. He won't push in until he's sure Barry is ready for round two.