[There was something that made him want to devour Steve in a manner that had nothing to do with predatory intent. Those blue eyes, the squirming and the noises generated for him (because of him) made him want to horde this treasure like he had never anything else. Anyone could hear them, anyone walking the bridge, and yet Steve was risking it all to be so open and pure with him.
His throat worked over the head of Steve's erection as his cheeks sucked in to caress the rest in his mouth. His blue eyes remained intent, uncaring of the slight thrilling discomfort of fingers in his hair. He bobbed his head again, dipping deep on Steve again until he had the urge to sneeze from blond curls threatening his nose.
He bobbed up and down fast and had to suck harder to keep his teeth out of the mix, but he issued a different kind of trill, a deeper one full of challenge for any other that might think of even coming close to this boy who was his prize treasure. His fingers slipped up and rolled Steve's testicles in his palm, the trill carrying on long and threatening for all but Steve.]
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His throat worked over the head of Steve's erection as his cheeks sucked in to caress the rest in his mouth. His blue eyes remained intent, uncaring of the slight thrilling discomfort of fingers in his hair. He bobbed his head again, dipping deep on Steve again until he had the urge to sneeze from blond curls threatening his nose.
He bobbed up and down fast and had to suck harder to keep his teeth out of the mix, but he issued a different kind of trill, a deeper one full of challenge for any other that might think of even coming close to this boy who was his prize treasure. His fingers slipped up and rolled Steve's testicles in his palm, the trill carrying on long and threatening for all but Steve.]