[ childe sits back with an audible pop as his dick leaves his mouth, a hand reaching up to swat at the one hades is using to cover his mouth. ] Let me hear you. [ … ] And better yet. come down here. I have an idea. [ he starts shedding his own clothes, a number of scars all over his body along with a trio of tattoos. one of his wrist, his ankle, and his womb… but don’t worry about that. ]

Lay back. We’re going to sixty nine, so you can still fuck my face with you cock, but~ if you’d like to spoil me a little you can. [ strokes his own already hard dick. ]