Alan bit his lip, fingers tightening their grip before he opened his eyes, looking down his body at Isaac kneeling between his legs. "I guess we'll have to see. And be quiet unless you want that image to become a reality."

There would have to be a 'next time'. A time and place where they wouldn't have to be so concerned about sounds. Alan looked forward to being able to hear Isaac making as much noise as he wanted, which he hoped happened to be a lot. He could already picture him screaming his name and it had him tightening himself, a breathy sigh leaving him.