He looked up at her as his eyes began to glow a deep, neon purple, before he started working her like he needed it to continue existing, like he was starved even. His moans were low and plentiful, his fingers vibrating harder.
He huffs and moves faster, never taking his eyes off her as he keeps working her, pushing his fingers as deep as they can go. He was loving this, his cock was throbbing hard.
She couldn't stop squirming, loving the feel of his scruff way too much, desperate for a soft cold to ease the heat, "B-Babe, can you make your tongue cold?"