V felt that twitch inside of him and he relished it, pressing his palm into Connor's throat, fingers lazily sliding down around his neck. There wasn't much pressure to it - it didn't particularly matter for Connor, V didn't think - but that he was brazen enough to do what he so enjoyed Connor doing to him? V had some courage today. As Connor's hand left his clit some of the tension and concentration left his body, though not by too much.

"The shame's your cruelty." V's lips parted as he took the fingers into his mouth, his tongue pressing against the bottom of them. He took the fingers all the way to the back of his mouth before pulling back slowly, sucking, the tip of his tongue dragging between the two fingers. He never broke direct eye contact with Connor, savoring his own taste as his tongue teased and played with those fingers. Connor couldn't blame him for not saying please if his mouth was occupied, after all.