"I'll bear it in mind," he murmurs, close to panting, head dropping back and dragging in a hard breath as Neil's mouth closes around him. All around him is wet heat but this is so much more all at once, enough to silence and still him. He drops a hand down to the back of Neil's head, feeling an edge of desperation through the pleasure.

This is going to feel like more than he deserves every single time it happens. Maybe he should just make his peace with that.

"Oh, fuck," he moans, biting down hard on his own lower lip. "Oh--fuck, Neil..."