Ask and you shall receive. Balthier has to bite his own lip at that beautiful outpouring of sound, lest he risk losing the precarious balance he's holding them in.

Hearing his name like that, so wrapped up in David, so full of reaction, he can't help but roll back against David. He's been wanted before -- for his looks, for his mind, for his company -- but not like this. Not with the silliness and the honesty and the caring all openly beside the suave pirate.

He keeps working his hand across David's shaft, finding a rhythm. His own desire balloons feeling David's weight arch against his arm. And when he gets another buck or two, he pulls away, dropping David to the bed. His freed hand moves to grab his thigh, and his lips go to the base of that hard, stunning cock.