Halsin feels another shiver working through him at the combination of the teasing touches and the low timbre of Aymeric's voice praising him. It causes him to melt further as the shadows are chased away by how good Aymeric is making him feel, groaning softly again as he rocks his hips. He craves more even as he preens, pleased that he is pleasing the other man as well.

Then hint of mischief catches his attention as he forces his eyes open, the look hungry as he tries to make sense of what he is saying. It clicks quickly though when Aymeric sinks beneath the surface and Halsin gasps at the feel of his lips sliding along Halsin's cock.

"Oak Faster," he breathes as he slides a hand into Aymeric's hair, feeling his cock leap a little at the touch. It's just a tease but he is already imagining how good it will feel to sink between his lover's lips.