Adrian didn't reply, knowing there was no need to. Stephen wouldn't stop him, he could spend far too much money and feel happy about it and then they could eat dinner and go to the cinema both feeling content. Adrian really thought it was the perfect plan.
He didn't let up at Stephen's words, the praise if anything only spurring him on. His cock was half-hard under his robes, there was no way he could deny he got off on sucking Stephen off, but he didn't care about himself, he'd save that for later if they fucked as he supposed he'd pass out afterwards.
Moving one hand, he played with Stephen's sac, thumb sliding between his balls and separating them before he slid his hand back over his perineum. He swallowed around Stephen's cock, feeling his throat contract around him, knowing how tight it would feel but didn't stop there, using wandless, silent magic to lube up two fingers. Slowly pushing them both in, he searched for Stephen's prostate, rubbing his fingers over it once he found it and watching Stephen intently.