When Lorcan got on his knees, Theodore captured that moment in his mind, gazing at him with pupils dilated and a smirk threatening to appear on his lips. He briefly wondered if Lorcan could read minds, but threw that thought to the side, not intending to think of that for now.
But suddenly Lorcan bit into him and Theodore was taken off guard, and whilst he usually didn't like being taken off guard, he couldn't complain at all about this time.
"Fuck," he hissed, fingers curling into Lorcan's hair, if Lorcan didn't like it he could say something but Theodore had doubts about him complaining, "I taste good, huh." More of a statement than a question, as his breathing was ragged.
He kept his fingers curled into Lorcan's hair, the grip tightening when he felt Lorcan take him into his mouth, bucking his hips just slightly, testing to see how far he could go.