[Felix makes for such a pretty picture, all flushed and glassy-eyed as he starts getting a little desperate. Dimitri pulls one hand back out from underneath him and adds in a single finger alongside his flickering tongue. It almost feels as if Felix is sucking the digit in. Dimitri groans with pent-up need, squirming a little himself. But this sort of torment is far easier to endure than what he's been subject to, and the higher his lust climbs, the more his other thoughts are drowned out by his body crying for release.
So he doesn't give in to that plea, a wicked glint in his eye as he meets Felix's gaze, nudging his finger around his sweet spot without ever hitting it directly.]
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So he doesn't give in to that plea, a wicked glint in his eye as he meets Felix's gaze, nudging his finger around his sweet spot without ever hitting it directly.]