Bel makes a soft hum of agreement. The hand on Barcus's back is making gentle rubbing motions, just as reassurance that Bel intended to hold Barcus close as long as Barcus wanted it. Bel certainly did.

The almost-sob got Bel's full attention as he noted exactly where his hand was on his mental picture of Barcus's body. Clearly that particular part needed Bel's undivided attention. Bel was grinning, and the smile leaked into his voice. He kept his voice soft though, as He knew his lips were near one of Barcus's ears. "I havee no intention of stopping until you finish, dear."

Of course, he did try to see if Bel's lips on Barcus's ear would be too much or just right while Bel's hand was still working Barcus's cock. "You feel so good in my arms. Never doubt you deserve this sort of pleasure, Barcus," he added because... well, it was what Bel would want to hear.