Jesse could only stare at the top of Gideon’s head, his breath coming faster and faster. Gideon barely moved, as though he didn’t want to lose too much of Jesse’s cock when he pulled his head back, but Jesse was panting like he was running a marathon. It was too much, seeing Gideon on his knees like that, feeling his mouth like that, and knowing it was only because Gideon loved him.
Gideon gripped his thighs, and pulled back, sending a slightly chiding look up at him. “Breathe, Jess.”
Jesse nodded, took a deep breath, and held it as Gideon swallowed his length once again, and let it out slowly.