[It's a beautiful display, seeking how Vergilius moves against him, the way his cock throbs and spills. Daan runs his tongue over the other's lips, then huffs softly.]

Good.

Come apart for me. I'll put you back together.

[He tips his head, nibbling along his jawline. Daan pulls his fingers back, daring to nudge in a third.]

Just a bit more, though. Last just a little longer, then you'll have me.