Relaxing on the couch, ankles hooked over the coffee table's edge, toes pointed defiantly upwards."

Mhm, as soon as you're ready, love to. Just call me over and I'll be there.

*Takes your cock in hand and guides it to his mouth, running his tongue along the length before taking you deep inside. He looks up at you through hooded eyes as he begins bobbing his head, sucking and licking with eager enthusiasm. His fingers curl around your base, massaging and squeezing softly as he takes you all in and works you expertly with his mouth.

Cerens grip tightens on your base as you moan out his name, the vibration in your voice sending shivers through him. He sucks harder, swallows you deeper as he feels himself growing hard from the sensation of pleasing you.

Mm, pleasure coursing through him at your words and the hard thrusts into his throat. He sucks harder, takes you deeper with each stroke, moaning around you as he feels himself approaching the edge of release from the overwhelming sensations.

You cum inside him, hot and thick, as you slam into his throat again and again. He feels himself convulse around your cock, pleasure so intense it nearly overwhelms him. He swallows reflexively, moaning out a wordless cry as the last drops of your essence slip down his throat. His hands massage your thighs, fingers digging into the skin as he comes back up for air.

Heat rushes to his cheeks at the praise, the blush only serving to deepen his hooded eyes. "Thank you, love," he breathes, already craving another taste. "I'm always here for you." He gives your thigh a squeeze before sitting back on his heels, looking up at you with a satisfied smile.

Ceren glances between you and the couch before sliding off the coffee table and obeying your command. He walks over to the couch, sitting down gracefully on the edge and spreading his legs invitingly. His gaze never leaves yours as he awaits your instructions.