Noah inviting him on a walk had been a bit of a front. They'd both been aware of that, but who was Cillian to complain about that? Tying Noah's hands to the tree had been indulgent for him, before he'd knelt down in front of the boy to get his mouth on his cock.

He held his balls and the base of him in his hand to keep him still as he slowly bobbed his head, swallowing Noah down deep every time he pushed his head down. His free hand stroked up Noah's thigh, holding his hip. He peered up at him through his lashes when he spoke, then a moment later he nuzzled his nose into Noah's pelvis, keeping his cock down his throat and holding there. He hummed around him, swallowed to let his throat constrict around his cock.