There was an odd sort of rumbling noise when Cy's nails dug in, a mix of purr and growl, and the older man's eyes narrowed with something than he'd shown before now. A wide, near manic smile stretched his mouth.

"Are you PAYING ATTENTION?" he demanded, one big hand grabbing Cy's hip with near bruising force, and then his tongue lolled out and curled around the hard cock in front of him, pulling it past his grinning lips as Rhys sucked down the first few inches, tongue and lips working together in perfect tandem. He lifted off to the tip, then slid down farther, devouring the prick in front of him with every evidence of a voracious appetite.