<strong>Hector Cobblepot, in his studio with Valerie, cloud nine</strong><br/><br/>Hector could not believe the pleasures that came from her soft, young lips as they wrapped around his tip and began to suckle upon the fluids that had gathered there. She seemed both timid and eager at the same time, and he smiled as her hand squeezed him, sensing that she thought she could forth more fluid forth just by squeezing his ‘stem’ as she seemed to like calling it. He was not going to work to correct her as it was just easier to leave her with that little nickname for the sake of avoid trouble if anyone asked her what she had been up to.<br/><br/>When she sat back, revealing her nakedness to him and looking him straight in the face he found it suddenly hard to swallow. Part of him was sad to have her mouth away from his shaft as he had deeply enjoyed her eager suckling at the tip. But now he was caught between a rock and a hard place as the way she was sitting left her sex revealed, the clothespins holding it open and it seemed to beg to be plunged into. That thought made Demetri swell up suddenly and Hector had to beat him back mentally to maintain control. “Umm… yes… yes, you are very good. Do…do…do you enjoy it too?”<br/><br/>He could feel his shaft throbbing and twitching, dancing about as if begging to be touched or put to use. Damn he had gone a long time without this kind of contact and now his body was demanding that it continue and was silently scolding him for letting her stop but he couldn’t treat a lady that way. Honestly he was surprised that she had been so eager to do it in the first place but those thoughts had flown from his mind the minute she wrapped his tip in her mouth. “Would… would you like me to… umm… well… tell you some tricks?”<br/>