(The sigh is confirmation that this is happening and it lets Quentin settle on that truth. He shivers with a sudden rush of arousal; he doesn't care if this is a bad idea. He wants this. He undoes Penny's pants and carefully moves them down just enough not to make Penny do anything but passively accept it. His hand moves underneath and he gently curls his hand around Penny's cock.
Quentin's already moved to his stomach so his head is there when he exposes Penny, stroking him slowly, and he runs his tongue along the very tip. God, he's missed this. He misses sex, he misses feeling good, he misses just being hungry and desperate and someone letting him make them feel good. If there's one thing Quentin is, it's (actually) good at sex. Go figure. The enthusiasm helps.
Quentin teases him into hardness and sucks just the head into his mouth, closing his eyes from the sheer carnal pleasure of it.)
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Quentin's already moved to his stomach so his head is there when he exposes Penny, stroking him slowly, and he runs his tongue along the very tip. God, he's missed this. He misses sex, he misses feeling good, he misses just being hungry and desperate and someone letting him make them feel good. If there's one thing Quentin is, it's (actually) good at sex. Go figure. The enthusiasm helps.
Quentin teases him into hardness and sucks just the head into his mouth, closing his eyes from the sheer carnal pleasure of it.)