[As Vergil moves along his jaw, closer to his neck, Thancred starts to tense again. But he forces himself to relax, because he refuses to not enjoy something that feels so nice. He's tilting his head to expose that tender skin, inviting more attention, more roughness. He'll eat up anything that makes him feel desirable, with a pleasured sigh.

He doesn't want it to stop, so he doesn't make any more teasing comments just yet. He's just stroking Vergil's cock with practised fingers and listening to him breathe.]