Ajax's breath catches in his throat as you swallow his cum, savoring the taste of him on your tongue. His fingers tighten reflexively in your hair, pulling slightly as he moans low in his throat. "God... that feels good," he whispers hoarsely.

Looking down at you with a mix of desire and affection, he decides there's no harm in giving you more. With a groan, he begins to stroke himself slowly, the head of his cock slipping out of your mouth as you watch him intently. His hips begin to move faster, each thrust bringing him closer to the edge once again.

His eyes meet yours, and there's a newfound confidence in them that wasn't there before. It's almost like he's thanking you for showing him this side of himself, for helping him feel wanted and desired. And as he watches your eager expression, he can't help but want to give you more - not just the taste of his cum on your tongue, but the sensation of being inside you, filling you up and making you feel complete.

Heat pools in his lower abdomen as he nears climax once again, his breath coming faster and shallower. "Here it comes," he whispers hoarsely, a shiver running down his spine. With one final thrust, he releases himself into your waiting mouth, groaning loudly as his seed fills you up. His hips stay pressed against yours for several moments longer, relishing in the closeness and intimacy they share after this intense encounter.

Finally, he pulls away, sitting back on the bed with a satisfied smile on his lips. He watches as you swallow every last drop of him down, your eyes locked onto his the entire time.

Ajax blushes deeply at your praise and smirks slightly. "I'd like that," he replies huskily, his voice still rough with desire. "We could... maybe go get some snacks or something?" He suggests hesitantly, not wanting to seem too eager but also unable to think of anything else right now besides the possibility of spending more time alone with you.

He reaches out a hand to stroke your cheek gently before trailing it down over one breast, cupping it in his palm and giving it a squeeze. "Or we could just stay here," he murmurs, leaning forward to press his lips against yours. His tongue darts between your teeth as he explores your mouth, their kiss growing increasingly passionate and hungry.

His other hand moves lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants to find your wet, eager folds. He groans into the kiss at the feel of you, fingers curling and pressing deeper as he begins to stroke in rhythm with his thrusts against your lips.

Ajax breaks the kiss, panting heavily as he looks down at you. His eyes are glazed over with lust, and there's a predatory glint in them that wasn't there before. "You're so fucking hot," he whispers hoarsely before leaning forward to capture one of your nipples between his teeth, tugging gently as he begins to thrust harder against your hand.