[Hector couldn't look prettier, all worked up and yearning for more. The blush, some parts humiliation and some parts exertion, paints his pale skin well. So cutely framed and complimented by soft, lavender hair, at that. A pet any would wish to pamper.]

I shall have you riding my cock soon enough... but you'll need be prepped. [ah, an idea, because really, all that over his lap made him more than a little impatient. He reaches for Hector's wrist and moves the young man's hand to the bulge of his pants, humming at the attention he's directed. It should be a point of pride, for Hector, to know how much that all got to Everett]

Mmm, would it spoil you if we both treated the other, using our mouths? [you know, like the sex number, but sincerely desired.

And also because Everett wants to keep putting Hector into embarrassing positions, when he reacts so well]