That reaction only serves to further please Owen, soothing the strong need to claim and dominate he feels right now. He lets out a muffled hum against Garrett's skin, teeth dragging and digging lightly into skin, while his fingers fondle Garrett's balls, thumb rolling over the skin before pinching. Lightly at first, then just a little harder, probably enough to hurt.

But he likes that, too. It's a mild kind of torture when Garrett's so spent and oversensitive, and Owen has no intentions of stopping.

"What? You want me to stop? Keep going?" He has no intentions of doing the former, though, not unless Garrett genuinely tries to get away and tells him to stop. For now he curls his hand loosely around Garrett's cock, not even squeezing as he runs it up and down the length.