"As always," Ivan repeats, leaning his head into the feeling of fingers in his hair. That's damn nice, and he swallows what could have been a purr before it escapes him. Right, focus. He places a kiss on the curve of the hollow of his pelvis, kisses the skin there until he gets to the soft skin at the joint of leg and hips. There's a moment where Ivan gives his next move considerable thought before opting not to get right to the point, moving down to kiss the soft skin of his inner thigh.

His arm goes across David's hip, holding him down in case he jerks. Ivan would be able to handle it, whenever they got to that point, he's sure, but if he's going to deep throat the other man he wants it to be on purpose instead of accidental. Swallowing a strange lump in his throat, Ivan looks up at David one last time through lowered lashes before moving enough to take the head into his mouth -- start small, after all.