Oh god. How did any of the man's clients survive a full session? Or maybe they were all less desperate and not as inexperienced as David.

A whine of pure need slips past his lips as he searches the other man's gaze. The signs are there that more is fine, but--

David takes a deep breath as his fingers curl further into Ivan's hair. He wants more, practically needs it. His voice grows louder and more strained as he finally lets Ivan take him deeper. How has he gone this long without feeling this? Not that he had considered the man deep throating him back when he first showed up for a session. There's still care in hus movements, he hardly wants to choke the man, but David is focused on a singular goal that is fast approaching. His head tilts back against the headboard as he lets out a silent cry, mouth agape while he comes.