Oberyn smiled at Ezra - he knew that look. Knew what came next.
And so did Ezra. He had a bit of an oral fixation and Oberyn's pulsing cock satisfied it to great effect.
He didn't waste any time pursing his lips together and massaging the head of Oberyn's shaft with his plump lips, playing with it and stroking it upside down as he kissed it all over.
"Unnnf…" Oberyn wheezed, throwing his head back as Ezra got to work. He worshipped Oberyn - rubbing that perfect cock all over his face as he got it more and more wet with his spit. Unlike his own, Oberyn didn't leak much - so he took it on himself to get him absolutely drenched with his drool and saliva.
Oberyn instinctively put a hand on top of Ezra's head to encourage him. Ezra gripped it by the base and began to swirl circles around it with his tongue, moaning into the thick girth. He massaged his length with his tongue and pushed a quarter-length of his cock into his mouth, only to pull it sidways and -
Pop!
