Arran had rarely made a conscious effort to be a tease, but if it meant making Chloe want him, he was perfectly happy to own up to that particular label. Nonetheless, he didn't tease her as he licked against her, instead making sure his tongue pressed against all the right spots. Chloe's movements over him, pressing against him then retreating, trying to be gentle, made Arran's hands tighten against her body, increasing the speed with which he moved. Even though he couldn't really see her like this, all his other senses - sound, taste, feel - reliably informed him Chloe was fucking hot.
Her plea, which Arran wouldn't have wanted to resist anyway, was impossible to ignore, and Arran gave Chloe a last kiss before he moved back up the bed, hands moving up Chloe's sides to rub his thumbs against her breasts. "Come on then," he agreed easily, letting one hand drop to stead his cock so that Chloe could fuck him relatively easily.