Sin leans in, kissing the apex of the spiral he just drew at the midpoint between Athelstan's naval and his waistband. He can feel the heat on Athelstan, singing a breath from his skin so the vibrations play over his sensitised flesh.

"Feel the tide rising inside you." Sin urges, his own voice breathless and warm. "Feel the moon and the stars caress you. Feel the longing flow in your veins, warming every part of you. Feel the waves crash with unspoken desire. Feel it. Oh yes." Sin moans, his voice shaking with desires.

He's not sure he can bring this beautiful man to orgasm just like this but he wants to find out.