[His grip on Claude's cock is growing steadfastly more slippery, sweat and precome making the motion of his hand just a bit smoother and consequently, faster. Upping the pace, things are starting to feel urgent to him; his arousal making him light-headed and his cock almost painfully hard between his legs. Then, Claude moans against him and he feels himself shudder slightly in response, muscles tense from holding back.
Slipping downwards, he licks a wet trail from Claude's chest towards his navel, his skin salty and hot against his tongue. If he'd been about to suck cock mainly for Claude's benefit, he would have taken a longer route to the finish line - but as it is, he follows his impulses entirely, kissing his way down Claude's stomach with just a hint of teeth, gracing his skin. And sucks the head of his cock right into his mouth.]
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Slipping downwards, he licks a wet trail from Claude's chest towards his navel, his skin salty and hot against his tongue. If he'd been about to suck cock mainly for Claude's benefit, he would have taken a longer route to the finish line - but as it is, he follows his impulses entirely, kissing his way down Claude's stomach with just a hint of teeth, gracing his skin. And sucks the head of his cock right into his mouth.]