Cyrus doesn't continue sucking Rhys at this point. Instead, he pushed himself up hands placed on Rhys's legs. His chest started to heave slowly, looking at the man as he gasped quietly in response. Rhys's hands...oh sweet jesus.

"A-Already am..." he said quietly as he managed to make their faces parallel. But he doesn't keep staring, instead he makes an effort to try and kiss him, already mentally accepting that Rhys might push him away.