Raju grins, turns his head to kiss Francis' stomach and then sucks at his skin, tasting him while his hand moves up again, rubbing a fond circle over Francis' chest. "Good," he murmurs warmly as he unzips Francis' fly, hand pulling it down very slowly while his mouth holds the other side still.
"You like it," Raju goes on as his hand slides underneath Francis' trousers, under any clothing there to the skin beneath, "when I put my mouth on you?" He takes Francis' hip in a tight grip for a moment, then relaxes his hold again. Kneeling low like this lets Raju put both his hands to work, knees enough to hold himself up; one slides around Francis' back, pushing toward himself to try and get Francis to arch just enough that Raju can set his palm high on Francis' arse, pushing his hips up while his other hand pulls any clothes around his hips down over the swell of skin under Raju's palm, then down over his thighs. It isn't really a question; Raju can tell very well that Francis does.
"Well, I like it when you make noise for me. When you can't help it." He pulls a little more slowly as the cloth moves over Francis' cock, watching the newly-revealed skin very closely. He doesn't say, though, that he doesn't want Francis biting anything back; trying to make him impossible for him to keep his mouth closed over anything will be more fun than simply asking. "What haven't you ever felt? What were you trying to tell me before? Try it again."
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"You like it," Raju goes on as his hand slides underneath Francis' trousers, under any clothing there to the skin beneath, "when I put my mouth on you?" He takes Francis' hip in a tight grip for a moment, then relaxes his hold again. Kneeling low like this lets Raju put both his hands to work, knees enough to hold himself up; one slides around Francis' back, pushing toward himself to try and get Francis to arch just enough that Raju can set his palm high on Francis' arse, pushing his hips up while his other hand pulls any clothes around his hips down over the swell of skin under Raju's palm, then down over his thighs. It isn't really a question; Raju can tell very well that Francis does.
"Well, I like it when you make noise for me. When you can't help it." He pulls a little more slowly as the cloth moves over Francis' cock, watching the newly-revealed skin very closely. He doesn't say, though, that he doesn't want Francis biting anything back; trying to make him impossible for him to keep his mouth closed over anything will be more fun than simply asking. "What haven't you ever felt? What were you trying to tell me before? Try it again."