With each motion of his head, his tongue had found a comfortable spot at the underside of Rhys's length, which he proceeded to lick slowly, each time his head moved back. He'd actually started to enjoy the taste of the man as he motioned forward again, eagerly trying to push himself just a bit. Much to his good graces nothing pushed too hard at the back of his throat, enabling him to pull back, and off of him in order to pass a glance through his hazy blue and gold eyes.

"I-Is that so...?" he said somewhat breathlessly as his chest heaved slowly.