A small chuckle passed between Lessard's lips as he heard the weak plea echo from him delightful client, pausing in his torture of the sensitive skin in order to speak softly, shifting so that his body rested fully above River's his face facing the boy's. "Ahh... Done after only two? We must work on your resistance, boy..." Had he been seen before that point, the whore would have simply continued, but for those who first entered his room, he would make few allowances; lifting a slender hand to brush over the client's cheek, two fingers resting on rosy lips.<br/><br/>"Suck." Came the firm command, dark eyes narrowing upon River's lips, the flames of hunger and desire licking at their depths as he slid his legs to kneel between his client's spread ones. His other hand lifted slowly to slowly unfasten the buttons and ties of his shirt, clearly having experience of the act as not once did he need to look at his clothing. Once fully open, he allowed it to hang; exposing a line of his toned chest and stomach, not yet moving to remove his pants, though the bulge would make it clear just how he was affected.<br/><br/>"You'd best do well, boy... I will grant you some patience since you have not visited me before... But on other occasions, you are to prepare your opening for me... I will not hold my pleasure off for you." His words were cold, perhaps cruel, but they were at least partially for show; Lessard was always careful, would never give pain that was not enjoyed, and if River did not do a good enough job of lubrication, he would take th e extra time needed.<br/><br/>Not that River knew that. "Hurry. You have twenty seconds."