Percy's hand slides to Vax's thigh as the half-elf moves, pulling away only to settle back again, this time sinking onto his cock. A low moan escapes him and Percy bends a leg, trying to plant his foot on the edge of the bed so he has leverage to thrust his hips up as Vax'ildan starts begging. Has there ever been a more beautiful sound?

"I thought you were going to ride me, Vax." Somehow he sounds cocky even breathless as he is. "Do I need to flip you and do the work?"