There's no slowing. Not just because he'd gone this way so there was no mess to clean up but, the truth was, he wanted it. Every drop. Loving the way Arthur tasted and how good it felt feeling his lover's cock throb against his lips.

Slowly he laps away the drops, sliding back and sitting back on his heels as he stares up at Arthur with a satisfied look. Even as he adjusts himself with one hand.

"Oh you definitely will be taking care of me, Darling," he says, pushing easily to his feet and kissing Arthur slow and deep.