By now Ryan didn't think second thoughts about how easy this was, how easily and unreserved Atticus was submitting to him. It seemed to flow natural, the interaction between the two men, and he couldn't help but feel joyous about it.<br/>Though he probably should give this thought sometime soon. Especially think about his own feelings, and the why behind the problem he had such problems acknowledging them, even to himself.<br/><br/>"Good boy," he whispered at Atticus' words, smile spreading when he lifted his hips, nearly pressing his erection against his fingers he teasingly withdrew.<br/><br/><em>"Please, I won't spend, I swear." </em><br/><br/>"I think that would be an interesting test, Louis... To see if you can live up to those words," he murmured, his hand wandering back, but now to take a firm hold of the man's erection. Delightful how hard he felt. Had he been pleasuring himself all this time..? It sure did feel like it.<br/>Giving a slight, teasing squeeze, Ryan smirked then licked his lips. It would be easier for Atticus if he bound him at the base. But what would be the fun in that?<br/>He didn't wait for a reaction or for words, but took up a slow pace, his hand tight around his shaft as he stroked the full length of him, eyes staying locked on his, ready to stop at tell tale signs of him going too fast.