Rhys's eyebrows jumped, and he bit down on a groan - apparently the younger man just needed encouragement? That he could do, and did, his hand stroking Cy's prick firmly in a way that seemed to urge him on.

"Good ... yes, ah, you're getting the hang of it ... quick study, aren't you?" His voice was throaty with pleasure - the younger man didn't exactly have pacing down, but Rhys couldn't deny that he was enjoying that wild tongue.