He groans deep in his chest as Suzaku licks, the skin of his stomach jumping with each contact. It’s so incredibly erotic that it’s Suzaku of people tasting him, Suzaku who he’s known for the best and the worst years of his mortal life, that he’s beading precum after every swipe.

“Suzaku…” He’s sounding breathier now. “Suzaku… take me in your mouth. Be careful of your teeth.” His fingers stroke his scalp. “Don’t force yourself down, I don’t want you to gag.”