Sterling could hardly help the way in which he so effortlessly put off his lover's attempts to so reassure him that his actions were unnecessary. After all, this was what he wanted just as much as Henry clearly did as well. A small grin crossed his features as his boyfriend tossed his hands up in the air in defeat, that singular action so coaxing the warlock to lean forward, pressing his lips against his companion's in a sweet kiss as his fingers so toyed with that fabric that so separated him from those more intimate areas of his lover's physique. His fingers slipped beneath that waistline and yet, even those caresses were hardly fully adequate for the man before he pulled away just enough to slip Henry's undergarments off entirely, with just a bit of help. His bright blue eyes glanced upwards at his companion as he slowly leaned down, his tongue licking across that tender flesh and, slowly, his fingers began to move with a more determined action. His mouth slid around the sheer length of his companion, taking such delicate care to lick every inch with that warm, wet flick of his tongue. He could feel Henry shifting beneath him, just as he too was aware of that change in the man's breath. It was clear, in those moments, just how awful he'd been with so letting his lover go this long without such attention.

It was that simple knowledge of how close Henry was on the brink of that control that so saw him fully embrace the tip of Henry within his mouth, letting that warmth of his breath so brush across that skin as his lips so encompassed the man entirely. How that simple action so provided him all the more control! His tongue continued that delicate work, so exploring the length of his companion as his head began to shift ever so slightly with a steady but, altogether slow pace. It was perhaps a touch cruel, the way in which he so enjoyed dragging out moments such as these - providing Henry with just what he wanted without overloading his senses. He enjoyed seeing how far he could push the man until he couldn't handle it any longer, until that sheer want made the smallest of movements somehow all the more magnified. It was with that in mind that saw Sterling continue his dutiful work, his tempo only increasing when he felt Henry's own control so quickly unraveling.

STERLING TENEMBRAGE