And then the big man was looming over him, hand still working his cock. Rhys leaned on one elbow, so he could keep his fingers in Cy's mouth while still being directly above him, almost pressed skin to skin. His long, dark curls brushed over the slender man's shoulder and throat as the Potions professor leaned in even further, put his lips to Cy's ear.

"You've done this before, haven't you?" Long fingers suddenly squeezed tight at the base of the younger man's cock. "You like doing this, with that beautiful mouth."