Aiden's eyes are hooded as he watches Josh's tongue clean up the smeared blood. The sight of that is arousing and even still. His hand reaches to stroke the other's shoulder along his bicep as his lover travels further down his body. He inhales as the other takes the tip, pleasure spreading and the urge to push up to be deeper inside of his mouth but he holds back.

It's just as sexy to watch Josh pull off it, to see that pre cum. He shifts easily to give Josh the best angle, the best angle for himself as well.

"Fuck, Josh," he groans, a slight squirm at the teasing, his tongue that followed the finger sending a shiver through Aiden's body. Aiden's hand slid into Josh's hair, curling against his scalp. His hips rocked into it a little, quiet huffs of breaths and moans escaping him.