Arthur is starting to feel like keeping his trousers on wasn't a tactically sound decision. They're getting a little tight. Crichton probably deserves some kind of achievement award for that.
When he locates Crichton's cock again, he doesn't wait for long enough to second-guess, but puts the head into his mouth, hint of teeth and all. One hand is holding it steady; the other is in Crichton's thigh, both gripping and leaning. This is something that Arthur is quite interested in experiencing firsthand, and he assumes Crichton himself will have no complaints.
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Arthur is starting to feel like keeping his trousers on wasn't a tactically sound decision. They're getting a little tight. Crichton probably deserves some kind of achievement award for that.
When he locates Crichton's cock again, he doesn't wait for long enough to second-guess, but puts the head into his mouth, hint of teeth and all. One hand is holding it steady; the other is in Crichton's thigh, both gripping and leaning. This is something that Arthur is quite interested in experiencing firsthand, and he assumes Crichton himself will have no complaints.