Antoine wouldn't do anything that Nell didn't want. If, when he offered to return the pleasure, the young man denied, that was all well and good. He simply liked the idea of tasting him, feeling like he had given the boy something that he'd never had before.
Taking the bottle of lotion, he directed Nell to bed over the bed. When he did, Antoine groaned, the sight before him one out of a dream. Covering his fingers in the lotion, he kissed his way down the boy's spine, one of his fingers slowly pressing into his body.
"Ahhh, love, your body is so wonderfully tight." A second finger slid into him, scissoring slowly, wanting to make sure that his body was suitably stretched for him. He couldn't wait to be inside of him - his body was so warm and he was pulsing, aching to be with him.
He couldn't believe that the boy's body was so tight - with his occupation, he wasn't sure how that was possible, but he wasn't going to jinx it either. Continuing to kiss down his back, he poured a little more lotion over his fingers, helping to prepare him as well as he could.