[Phillip's hand is well and truly knotted in Julian's hair now, grip tight and unwilling to allow any give. The connection of their gaze makes it feel all the more intimate, and he cherishes that, relishes in it. He squeezes tight on Julian's shoulder as he speeds up, moving him closer and closer to that edge. It feels like it's been an eternity and also no time at all before he feels the desire in his stomach pooling, building and building until the pressure is almost too much to bear.]
If you don't want to swallow, you should move soon.
[But he thinks he knows what option Julian would choose.]
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If you don't want to swallow, you should move soon.
[But he thinks he knows what option Julian would choose.]