It was a rare display of dominance and restraint for Bradley, even if his façade was threatening to be felled by his own impatience. The way the roles had been reversed, socially and sexually, filled the younger with a swelling of pride in his own abilities, in how he was able to make someone as impressively built and devastatingly handsome as Roman plead for him, praising him. A swelling pride that was easily conflated for Bradley’s own lust for Roman. Restless lips continued to kiss the sack and base of the shaft, impatient hands continued slowly stroking the length, both contrasting the wide-eyed gaze of innocence shooting upwards to the older man. It was just as well his lover had admitted defeat, because Bradley was mere seconds away from caving himself and finally descending on the enticing cock before him.
“’Kay,” came his simple response before giving in to his carnal desires. Taking a deep breath, he opened his mouth wide and impaled himself of Roman’s cock, the headrush and brief display of control giving him a delusional amount of confidence in his own abilities, a confidence that had him instantly taking in too much too fast, and had him gagging and pulling back just as quickly as he’d attempted to go down. Now with his trademark roseate cheeks, Bradley muttered a timid apology and once again leaned forwards to take Roman into his mouth again, this time with significantly more restraint and care, slowly descending perhaps halfway down or so, letting his hand guide his mouth, and making sure to hollow his cheeks. Every trick and guidance he had been given from all prior experiences of giving head rolled into one as he tentatively began bobbing his head and risking a glance upwards with his chocolate doe-eyes to survey Roman’s reaction, to gauge his reaction to his performance.
roman was beyond impressed with the initiative bradley took. he’d been bumbling and bashful the first time they met. now, he was more confident, stronger... though roman could still sense his nerves underneath the surface. roman would try to do his best to ease those fears, to make him forget all about his worries and cares. soft whines of pleasure emitted from his lips as those pretty lips left kisses along his balls, fingers playing with his curls. roman couldn’t wait much longer; he need more, or else, he’d go mad.
roman’s brown eyes were fixated on the smaller male below him as he started out all too eager. as much as he liked to see bradley gagging around his cock, roman didn’t want the younger male to hurt himself. his free hand rests on his lover’s cheek, letting his thumb stroke against one of his rosy cheeks. “take it slow at first, babe,” roman whispered, a gentle smile on his lips. “don’t apologize,” he assured him with a soft chuckle. but he was soon shut up by brad’s soft lips wrapping around his cock. this time, his eyelids come to a close, head falling back against the pillow. his hand still is entangled in those chestnut curls, moving along as bradley took him deeper into his mouth. a soft moan escaped his pillowy lips, too stimulated by how well the younger male took him. “fuck...” roman breathed out, his heart thumping against his ribcage.