[He laughs highly entertained and fond rolling his hips back into his hand as he places a hand on his neck. Not to squeeze, but to hold his head somewhat in place.]

You greedy, little thing. Very well. Tug on my hair if I go to far.

[He doesn't want to hurt him after all but he does want to indulge him. He starts off slow exploring his mouth brushing up against the roof. But then he does shove it much further in quickly, pulling it back out before going further in still. Breathing is somewhat optional at times.]