[Shit is all he can think as he takes him deeper and harder, rolling his hips with his movements and shifting just enough to lean back somewhat and try to keep himself under control. He really could let him do this all day and be perfectly content, but when he's looking up is when he's paying attention again, the teasing gone and a genuine smile on his lips while he lets his fingers stroke his cheek.]

I don't mind in the slightest, darling. [Though now that he's free he's trying to gently coax him back into his lap.]

Though I might be a little biased in seeing just how good you feel, hm? It's hard to not be when you're so gorgeous. [A cheesy man he forever is, but he's absolutely not a liar.] We'll have plenty of time to experiment in the future, I assure you.