Arden's slender, well-muscled body trembles, and his fists tighten until the knuckles are white, but he makes no sound. Not so much as a hiss escapes his bloodied lips as he fights his reaction to Eris' tongue sliding over his shaft, the feel of his breath cooling the hot flesh.<br/>Now Arden is hard, and drops of pearlescent liquid bead up at the tip. When Eris' tongue finds those droplets, they are light and sweet-salty - and Arden tenses.