The younger man is actually quite pleased at the sounds his partner is making, he figures maybe he'll stop teasing them both. Pulling away momentarily, he looks up into blue eyes cloudy with lust, licks his lips and in one deft motion takes Lindsey in his mouth. Oh shit shitshitshit don't stop. Moving a bit, Xander twists the lower half of his body into a more comfortable position before taking all of Lindsey back in his mouth. As he bobs his head up and down, his mind begins to swim.
Nothing really matters.
Nothing except the here and now, inhaling Lindsey, tasting Lindsey - his scent has gone into Xander's nose, and is swirling in his brain. It all brings him back to one thing, Lindsey's voice and the singing in the car and at the club. If Lindsey didn't have a voice like sex in maple syrup, he wouldn't be in this position. He begins humming, trying to remember the song that Lindsey was singing at Caritas. It's just a bit more than the lawyer was anticipating.