Eddy rested his cheek against Luke's knee like a lazy and content dog while he watched his own shirt be pulled up, up, up like a velvet curtain. There was the prize, Luke's pretty cock, hard and wanting as if to say<i>look what you did.</i>Eddy let out a thunderous sigh of satisfaction, a slow grin curling beneath his bristly beard until his eyes were crinkled with pleasure.<br/><br/>"That for me baby?" He asked, a little teasing but there was a genuine note of delighted excitement in his voice.<br/><br/>Eddy was ecstatic that Luke wasnt sick of him yet, that he could still inspire this reaction even after four months of being together, but then again, there was still so much they had to learn about each other. Eddy had no idea just how deep Luke's submissive side went, or what little fantasies he liked to indulge in or what he's experienced so far, and they havent even scratched the surface of Eddy's own depravity. That conversation needed to happen soon because there were so many things Eddy wanted to do to the boy, so many things... but later. For now his mouth would be too busy making Luke squeal to hold a conversation.<br/><br/>Eddy didnt bother to wait for an answer as he leaned in and ever so slightly kissed the tip of Luke's cockhead. He then tilted his head up so the hairs on his chin brushed against the same place, a much softer and forgiving touch than the stubble on his cheeks. Clearly Luke wanted Eddy to do something about that delicious hardon, but Eddy had said he was thinking about Luke's noises. One little gasp wasnt nearly enough, no matter how cute and gratifying it had sounded.