Damien was most definitely enjoying this. Having Oliver exactly where and how he wanted him. Being the cause of every spark of pleasure both within and on him. And he had the boy so close to the edge, he could feel it, taste it. Oliver's cock stiff, throbbing. His body quivering under him, arching, jerking, more so from his fingers.. although his mouth was driving him pretty wild with ecstasy too.
But then, his flat-mate said those words. Ohh. Well now, he just had to oblige him. And to be honest. Damien really wanted to. He slowly pulled off his cock, tongue licking and pressing to it all the way up, then flicking at the head a bit, and looking him in the eyes.
"With pleasure," he smirked, still gazing up into his eyes as he licked slowly upward on his stomach and chest, followed by his hands as well. Til he was lined up perfectly and laying on top of him, spreading Ollie's legs a bit. Pressing the head of his rock-hard cock to the hole and slowly pushing himself inside, til he was in completely and moaning loudly as he filled him.
Mouth open in bliss, he then began to move in him. Out slow, then back in hard and fast, hitting it full and deep. Then again, and again, rocking his hips as he continued to fuck him good and taking him in full, deep thrusts.