It was hard to laugh with someone's dick in your mouth so Lec had to restrain himself to a snort of amusement when the Mordecai told him to shut the fuck up. He looked up then, as the other man started to move his hands and he asked him if he wanted to be fucked.
Before he could even answer, he felt a sharp pain in between his jaw and his ear that forced him to open his mouth even more as he let out a slight noise of discomfort before the man started mercilessly thrusting into him, using him like a whore and honestly?
Lec totally loved it.
Everything, even the pain, it just made him ache that much harder as he obediently took the man in, groaning as he held back his gag reflexes every time the Mordecai hit the back of his throat; the whole thing made him dizzy.
He was released from the man's grasp and he coughed, a string of saliva linking his tongue with the tip of the soldier's dick as he leaned back a bit, hands going back to the sides of the tub. Aw, poor guy, he really probably wasn't used to needing endurance, if this whole encounter told Lec anything about the guy's sex life--it was nonexistent.
He grinned at the question, wiping the spit away from his mouth as he looked up at the man with that challenging look in his eyes, the one Dylan hated so much. "You do whatever makes you feel better, Mordecai. And I told you before--if you wanna fuck me you go right on ahead, if you can that is."
As he spoke he put his hand next to the other's on the side of the tub, raising himself just out of the water enough to hover over Dylan, gripping his erection and holding it tight at the base so he couldn't come or lose any of the pleasure building up just yet as he leaned in and kissed him, biting at the man's lower lip in an attempt to get him to open up his mouth so he could slip his tongue in and taste him.
Lec was so fired up, the lust making his mind hazy--it was hard to be a good boy and not just spread this jerk's legs and take him. He wanted to. So fucking bad. But that'd be pushing it too far, even he would admit that. He wasn't here to permanently scar anyone for life, he was just here for a good time, and he was curious what he could get the Mordecai to do with the right poking and prodding. The sounds he made were so pretty and tantalizing, the look on his face absolutely priceless while he fought to keep his breath steady--Lec wanted to see more of it.
He hadn't anticipated loving this with this guy so much, loving the whole scene on display before him, the smells, the warmth of his skin under Lec's touch. If he could get this to last even an hour more he'd be happy, because he wasn't quite ready to stop playing with this guy, not just yet.