[ belial grunts quietly when sandalphon slides his mouth off him; he'd given him permission to, but there's a certain frustration in having that pleasure suddenly come to a halt regardless, especially with him coasting towards the edge. as sandalphon replies, belial rubs the tip of his erection against his cheek, smearing saliva and precum over it. ]

I'm sure that with a little training you could swallow down my load like a champ. [ he purrs and slides his hand down the side of sandalphon's face, profiled by the lighting pouring in from the porthole window. he's got such a pretty face, with a nice jawline and eyelashes that catch the light in the most arousing way possible. (he doesn't intend to aim for the eyes, but he likes the mental image of droplets of semen ending up clustered in those lashes.) ] Bet you'd like that, hmm? Being trained by me.

[ he exhales an amused breath of laughter and drags his cock over the soft curve of sandalphon's lips, pushing insistently to get him to open his mouth and get back to work. a soft hiss passes his lips when the underside of his erection 'accidentally' grazes against sandalphon's teeth but the pain only makes the pleasure all the sweeter, both sensations twisting and tangling tight in his gut.

he rolls his hips slowly as to not overwhelm sandalphon, hand returning to grab at his hair and his pulse seems to hasten with each movement; it doesn't take long before he feels something tug at his midsection, signalling his impending orgasm. there's a stutter of his hips that breaks up the rhythm before he pulls out just in time to spill his release over sandalphon's lips and chin in thick strands, his expression contorting with pleasure. ]