"Fuck, Elio," I said in a rush of breath, so turned on that I could hardly think. I nodded, humming my agreement, throat clicking as I swallowed thickly. "Whatever. Oh, God, yeah. Whatever you want."

Chuckling again, I was able to pry my death grip from his shoulder and lift a hand to his face.

"However long it takes? You sound pretty... pretty confident."