It is too much, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t enjoying himself. It’s new and intense, and those wet sounds Ram’s making as he sucks and laps at him like he’s some kind of scrumptious dessert is fueling his own desire.

“It’s perfect,” he whispers hoarsely, looking down at him with fire behind his eyes. He cups his face and slides his thumb over Ram’s lower lip, plump and a little swollen. “Christ, you’re perfect, Ram. I haven’t-”

He interrupts himself with another hiccup, which causes a slight jolt.