[He huffs as he keeps moving his hips, feeling his thighs starting to tense and tremble slightly. Between the thought of what Ethan is doing to himself now, and the images from earlier when he had Ethan tied up with the vines... he groans, before stiffening and coming.

It takes him a moment to pull back out of Ethan's mouth. But he remains where he is on top of him otherwise, and moves his hand from his hair to his throat, where he applies just the faintest hint of pressure with his palm.]

Keep touching... you don't get to stop until I say so.