[There's a tug and Rye shudders hard, his hands stuttering their attention a moment-before beginning again in earnest, swallowing him down more eagerly. His eyes dazed, a few years at the corners, face flushed, but pushing ever closer to try and get him deeper.]

[There's a keening sound at his warning, at the tug and deeper press, can feel the way he trembles moving down his throat. He moans loud, begging and needy, swallowing and sucking as hard as he can, pressing close to make sure he cums deep.]