Jay breathed out in a rush, his tongue irristibly pushing forwards to taste the tip of Paul's thumb, his own lips throbbing and swollen.
He cried out the moment Paul's hand wrapped around him, and he had permission. "Oh god, please Sir, please," he moaned desperately, before his head tipped back as far as it could, his eyes rolling back before he closed them. He shuddered, and his whole body went tense, tight, strung out and bound and caught on a precipice. "Let me come?" he breathed out, his voice low and rough.