He hums contentedly as he pushes her through a shuddering climax, sound turning to a moan as she grasps at his hair and whimpers. He loved this on their wedding night, and he loves it now with this throne and her skirts hiked up and her breath heavy.

He eases off her clit but doesn’t forget her order, moving his mouth down to slowly explore her folds with his tongue. His cock jumps at how wet she is, and the second part of their wedding night isn’t far from his mind. Something about getting to be inside her here, in this place that isn’t their bedroom and isn’t for intimacy, with that leash around his neck and her wanting more after she’s already been so wet sends new wanting heat through him, and he forgets himself for a moment, squeezing her thighs and sending his tongue into her even before she’s recovered.