Andreas considered himself a confident man, one who needed to reassurances from a lover.  Pleasing or satisfying a man had never been an issue before, whether he had any say in the activities or not.  Sure, he was guilty of several forms of vanity, and so having his ego stroked was still nice; but this particular encouragement, spoken on airy breath and youthful wonder, was staggeringly beautiful to him.  Perhaps it was because he could tell that Alex meant every word, yet his body’s instant response in the form of an eager stiffness insisted that it needed more.<br/><br/>He was already lapping up droplets of water from that hard length in front of him when Alex made it to the end of his question.  It earned a wicked, feline smile.  Andreas massaged his fingers against milky thighs and chuckled.  The image playing in his mind of his sweet little lover committing such a lusty act was downright sinful.<br/><br/>“An even exchange, then?  Mmm, I like the idea of that,” he purred before taking Alex’s cock in his hand and slapping it against his own tongue.  He wasn’t sure how easy the beauty could get worked into a frenzy, nor how forceful someone so sweet and docile could get in the heat of passion and need, but he was determined to find out.  Eventually.  Andreas wanted to coax him to that edge over time.  It wasn’t something that could be rushed to.  Alex, after all, was a complex creature of spliced dichotomies, and the assassin wanted to revel in his awakening, sexual and otherwise.<br/><br/>“You’ll look sexy with your lips stretched around my cock,” he continued, stroking the man between long and purposeful licks.  “Do you like that idea?  Does it make you hot?  The thought of making me come with that pretty mouth?”  It was certainly getting his own pulse racing.<br/><br/>He wrapped his own lips around the younger man and moaned as he worked the hard length with both tongue and hand.  Andreas hadn’t necessarily needed any extra motivation for pleasing the bruised blond, but he also couldn’t deny that he liked it. He liked a lot about Alex.  Someone who could match him in bed?  Someone who could continually excite him?  Better than that, someone he could teach and mold into the perfect lover, who already knew his dirty secrets, a man who could maybe even understand him on some level…  That was a strange path for his mind to take, though it was somehow reassuring and thrilling all at once.