[ He lets out a faint whimper at the loss of contact, but it's also enough to focus him so he can get the damned lid open. And then he's slathering it on his fingers, and leaning back in towards Sion. He leaves a trail of nibbling kisses up Sion's neck before he reaches his earlobe. And there's a moment of focusing his mouth's attention on that earlobe before he presses his lubed fingers against Sion and murmurs. ]

You ready?