Elijah didn't fight the urging of Klaus's fingers, taking him fully in his mouth, feeling him hit the back of his throat and going with it. He deepened the movements of his mouth, tongue teasing slowly over him as he dragged himself up his length, then took him deeper into his mouth again. A shudder of pleasure ran over him, like the roll of Klaus's moans.

The wriggle made him chuckle softly around him as he slowly eased a finger into him, pressing deeper then retreating, matching the rhythm of his mouth.