His reaction would make me smile if my mouth weren't full. Instead I just stare up at him, eyes shining and crinkling at the corners as I take him as deep as I can, throat full as I press my nose to the soft curls at the base of his cock. He smells so good, smells like home, and I breathe in deep through my nose before pulling off of his cock with a gasp. A thin strand of saliva draws taut between my bottom lip and his cock, shining in the moonlight before breaking, and I wrap my hand around his cock to press a kiss to the head of it, soft and reverent.

"Hm, I could make you come right here, but that wouldn't really be taking my time, would it?" After giving him another few strokes, I let go of his cock and pull myself to my feet, stretching my arms out to put my hands over his on the bookshelves. Smiling softly, I lean in to kiss him, licking into his mouth as I tug his hands away from the shelves to put them on my waist instead. "Let's go upstairs and I'll show you what else I can do with my mouth, pesca."

After kissing him one more time, I take his hand and wink at him before turning to pull him toward the stairs.