[unless they ask for it, broca, then that's different— except either way, it's good he makes the nicer assumption in this situation because, as much as sizhui wouldn't mind, having some control over the current circumstances helps make him feel slightly more grounded, reminds him he's in charge of thumping broca's leg if it becomes too much (or, in the other case, he wants him to stop before he comes).
it has nothing to do at all with him being disinterested in broca filling his throat and everything to do with the fact he wants him filling his ass instead. vulgar to consider, yet truthful, nevertheless. lucky for them both, he's observant enough to pay attention to cues; those tightening hands, the muscle underneath his hand becoming stiffer, the heavier breathing. he takes note, patiently waits, right up until he thinks it's nearest the time for broca to climax—
then he clenches the hand on his leg and, right when the other man's cock pops back into his throat again, he lightly yet firmly bumps his fist against it, hoping it's enough of a warning. is he maybe rude for bringing broca so close to the edge and backing off at the very last second? yes, probably, but he will make it worthwhile.
so long as broca slows down, he'll give him another moment or two to rub his dick against his tongue, but then he forces himself back to breathe. not entirely off, however, just not filling his mouth as much, this way he can concentrate on delicately breathing through his nose.
sizhui is kind though, at least gliding his hand from broca's leg to his wet cock, his fingers gripping what length he's no longer sucking.]
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it has nothing to do at all with him being disinterested in broca filling his throat and everything to do with the fact he wants him filling his ass instead. vulgar to consider, yet truthful, nevertheless. lucky for them both, he's observant enough to pay attention to cues; those tightening hands, the muscle underneath his hand becoming stiffer, the heavier breathing. he takes note, patiently waits, right up until he thinks it's nearest the time for broca to climax—
then he clenches the hand on his leg and, right when the other man's cock pops back into his throat again, he lightly yet firmly bumps his fist against it, hoping it's enough of a warning. is he maybe rude for bringing broca so close to the edge and backing off at the very last second? yes, probably, but he will make it worthwhile.
so long as broca slows down, he'll give him another moment or two to rub his dick against his tongue, but then he forces himself back to breathe. not entirely off, however, just not filling his mouth as much, this way he can concentrate on delicately breathing through his nose.
sizhui is kind though, at least gliding his hand from broca's leg to his wet cock, his fingers gripping what length he's no longer sucking.]