Felix shuddered a gasp, thighs tensing and back arching slightly as Robin took him down again. He surrendered then, tossing his hair back, curling a hand around the back of Robin's neck and riding the last few moments of pleasure. His climax hit quickly, with little more warning than a choked half-cry, and he spilled in sudden sharp spurts over Robin's generous tongue.

The rush of pleasure left his thighs trembling and his knees weak, a sweet heat spreading through him. Felix stroked his fingers lazily through Robin's hair in appreciation.