Lucien keeps his pace steady, but for the most part he lets Jamie decide how to fuck him. He has his own task, after all, and while Jamie's cock feels good inside him, he has no intention of being distracted.
He glances at Jamie's face.
"Tsk, don't get distracted," he says with a wicked grin. His hand slides from Jamie's shoulder to press against his throat instead. Lucien is just as deliberate there as he is with the knife: he doesn't completely cut off air, but he could.. His attention drifts lower and he flicks more of the wax off with the knife edge, leaving red marks from both the burn and the drag of the blade.
The hand around his throat didn't really cause him pain in the traditional sense, but the pressure was good, the pressure was one of the few non-pain ways to make his brain decide that the Sight wasn't worth it right now, so he liked it just as much. He gave up on watching and laid his head back, stretching his neck out a little for that hand. If Lucien was gonna pull any shit he would have already, so Jamie just let himself feel, still rocking up into that extra-heated body.
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He glances at Jamie's face.
"Tsk, don't get distracted," he says with a wicked grin. His hand slides from Jamie's shoulder to press against his throat instead. Lucien is just as deliberate there as he is with the knife: he doesn't completely cut off air, but he could.. His attention drifts lower and he flicks more of the wax off with the knife edge, leaving red marks from both the burn and the drag of the blade.
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