Wesley can't help but laugh when Q asks if he's been practising. The laughter vibrates through his throat and into his mouth before he pulls back to press a few kisses to Q's stomach and glances up at him with a small grin.
"I know how to suck a cock, babe," he says fondly. "You've just not let me demonstrate that very much at all."
Wesley likes it. He's always been a little orally fixated and since discovering dicks, he's been diligently learning how to best take care of them.
"I'm not very good at taking the whole thing," he admits. "But one day..." So, in essence, yes, he's been practising.
He grins and moves down to Q's cock, taking a moment to relax before he wraps his mouth around the head, moving slowly downward with his eyes closing to focus on the way his throat works, slowly fitting it around Q's dick and swallowing him further in, and further until his nose touches the man's pubes. He feels so god damn full and damn him if that doesn't turn him on something fierce.
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"I know how to suck a cock, babe," he says fondly. "You've just not let me demonstrate that very much at all."
Wesley likes it. He's always been a little orally fixated and since discovering dicks, he's been diligently learning how to best take care of them.
"I'm not very good at taking the whole thing," he admits. "But one day..." So, in essence, yes, he's been practising.
He grins and moves down to Q's cock, taking a moment to relax before he wraps his mouth around the head, moving slowly downward with his eyes closing to focus on the way his throat works, slowly fitting it around Q's dick and swallowing him further in, and further until his nose touches the man's pubes. He feels so god damn full and damn him if that doesn't turn him on something fierce.