"He has to catch me first." He leans down, just flexible enough drag his mouth across Billy's stomach, hands fitting under his ass to lift his hips more so he can wrap his lips around the head of his cock.

Daken doesn't bother answering, his touch wandering between Billy's thighs to grip the base of the plug, angling it so it's pressed more firmly against his prostate. He can wear him down a little first.