Without waiting for an answer, Lowell opened his mouth even wider.
Instead of smiling, he shivered slightly as he began to move his head in a steady rhythm.
“Don’t squeeze so hard.”
Lowell had started this to set the mood, but as Felix’s excitement peaked, he felt his own body catching fire.
The hardened glans scraped against the roof of his mouth, pressing into his most sensitive, soft flesh.
A strange tickle blossomed as the spot Felix usually teased with his tongue was now being pressured by his member.
As Felix’s shaft moved back and forth, relentlessly frictioning those areas, a tingling sensation traveled from Lowell’s mouth all the way down to his toes.
“Lowell. That’s enough. Take it out.”
When Lowell lifted his tear-filled eyes to look up, Felix’s entire body was flushed red.
The well-defined muscles of his abdomen churned, and his thighs were locked in place.
Since Lowell was usually the one being observed, this sight was entirely foreign.
“Do you like this?”
Felix asked, stroking the face of the man who continued to move diligently despite the tears streaming down his cheeks.
Lowell hadn’t particularly thought about whether he liked it or not, but the moment Felix’s gaze met his, his throat reflexively spasmed and tightened.
Lowell’s own front was visibly taut and aroused.
Furthermore, reacting to Felix’s pheromones, he had already begun to leak arousal.
“Nng.”
Lowell shivered the moment he realized how excited he was.
Had he not known, it might have been different, but realizing he was fully erect with Felix’s member in his mouth made his head spin.
For Felix, seeing Lowell so aroused that he moved his mouth of his own accord was stimulus enough, but the addition of those cat-like whimpers and the way his throat squeezed was enough to blur his vision.
‘I didn’t know he liked this sort of thing.’
Lowell tried to move his mouth even more busily, seeing this unexpected side of Felix, but there was no need.
Even if he stayed still, Felix was now gently pressing down on Lowell’s head and moving his hips.
Though the speed was dizzying, it was actually easier this way.
“Mmmph!”
“Ha… Lowell, Lowell.”
Felix called Lowell’s name like a prayer while moving, then used his bound hands to push him away.
Sensing the muscles in Felix’s thighs were tighter than ever before, Lowell ignored the push and took him even deeper.
“I told you to take it out.”
It was a low voice, like the growl of a beast, but it wasn’t a threat to Lowell at all.
Finally, Felix’s release poured into Lowell’s mouth, and the moment the member slipped out, Lowell’s throat moved with a distinct gulp.
“Did you… swallow it?”
“I suppose so.”
Lowell, who hadn’t actually planned on swallowing, looked surprised himself, covering his mouth with his hand and rounding his eyes.
The flush on his face from the intense act showed no signs of fading.
“Untie my hands, Lowell.”
Felix commanded in a voice thick with lingering arousal.
The desire to bury himself inside Lowell right that second was blatantly obvious.
But again, Lowell had no intention of following orders.
He wouldn’t have bothered tying the hands if he intended for this to end with just oral play.
“Not yet.”
Lowell panted as he climbed back on top of Felix.
He was already short of breath after just the appetizer, which made him secretly a bit worried.
“Just how do you plan on handling what’s coming?”
At Felix’s warning, Lowell answered ‘I wonder’ to himself but didn’t bend his resolve.
“The back is a bit wet… but I should probably prepare it more, right?”
Though he was leaking quite a bit due to the pheromones, it wasn’t enough to take him without any preparation.
Felix, his veins popping as he gripped the sheets, let out an angry, gravelly voice.
“Of course.”
“Then…”
Lowell slowly removed his clothes.
Bathed in the moonlight, Lowell’s body looked exceptionally pale, searing itself into Felix’s vision.
Felix couldn’t even blink; he suddenly wanted to close the curtains.
Even knowing he was the only one who could see Lowell, his possessiveness flared.
He didn’t even want the clouds drifting outside the window to see him.
“I’ll try to open myself up.”
However, those irrational impulses didn’t last long because of Lowell’s shocking statement.
“What?”
As Felix asked in disbelief, Lowell showed him exactly what he meant.
“Ngh…”
Lowell’s long, slender fingers fumbled for a moment before entering the wet entrance.
The faint red folds stretched slightly, swallowing the finger.
After fully inserting one finger and moving it around, Lowell’s lips quirked.
“Is it because… it’s thinner than yours? Ngh. It feels different from usual.”
He swirled his finger inside the slick interior, but the sensation was nothing like when Felix’s thick, long fingers were inside.
Instead, he felt as though the spots Felix was watching had become his new erogenous zones.
Felix tried to reach out, unable to hold back, but his bound hands stopped him.
“Fuck.”
The profanity escaped Felix like an exclamation.
Since he almost never used such language—in bed or otherwise—Lowell was so surprised he momentarily forgot to move his finger.
“One won’t be enough. Put in two more.”
The thought of taking three at once was a bit frightening, but Lowell decided to trust Felix, who knew Lowell’s body better than Lowell did himself.
As he added two more, the opening that had been stretching slowly began to greedily suck the fingers in.
Whenever they snagged, another drop of arousal leaked out as if to urge them on.
“Ha-ah. Nng.”
As he pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go, his head fell back.
He hadn’t even reached his favorite spot yet, but just locking eyes with Felix made him feel like his core was going to explode with heat.
“Pull them out to the first knuckle, then push them in all at once.”
Felix spoke as if commanding a puppet since he couldn’t do it himself.
Despite the angle, he was keenly aware of Lowell’s condition.
Lowell, who had wanted to pause for a second due to the sensory overload, moved his hand as if hypnotized.
“Ngh, ah-hgh, ugh!”
Due to the awkward angle, his curved fingers ended up sharply scraping the internal wall.
Feeling as though his entire insides were being raked, Lowell slumped forward on top of Felix, his thighs trembling violently.
“All that from just a few movements? Phew… you need to loosen up until it feels soft and plush inside.”
Felix asked in a soft voice, though Lowell couldn’t tell if he was being supportive or teasing.
However, the destructive impulse embedded in that voice—the clear sign that he would show no mercy once the sash was gone—made Lowell ignore the remark.
“I’ll… ah… try my best.”
He had three of his own fingers inside, but the pressure was less than when Felix used two.
Realizing that taking Felix’s member would be impossible if he didn’t prepare properly, Lowell rolled his eyes and started moving his fingers up and down.
“Nng-h!”
After a few repetitions, his fingertips hooked against a plump ridge.
He accidentally pressed down hard on the spot Felix usually massaged, and a sharp sensation pierced his brain.
His legs gave out, and as he slumped, his fingers drove even deeper.
‘I just wanted to do a little event.’
Lowell’s arousal dripped steadily onto Felix’s stomach.
Feeling a surge of shame, Lowell decided to just widen himself quickly and get Felix inside.
He moved his hand faster.
“You’re going to hurt yourself like that.”
