Hermes could have definitely argued that a thing like that was reward for both of them, but then again Carrick couldn't have known just yet exactly how much Hermes loved doing this.
He smirked to himself, shifting smoothly off the chair to settle between the man's legs under his desk. His hands slid slowly up the man's thighs to the close of his trousers opening them with deft fingers. He needed no prompting when it came to taking the vampire's length in hand, stroking him slowly before he ran his tongue up the length of him. The moan he let out as he took him in properly was nothing less than debauched. Fuck, he loved this.