[He purrs, then, starts to stroke down on Thomas' hips as he always does to push his omega further and further down onto the knot, stretch him wider and wider.]

Good. Very good...

[His lungs are all full of the omega-scent and normally he's so good at keeping himself controlled but his pupils are going blown-out and wide and he trembles a little with the pleasure of pushing his knot slowly inside Thomas.

Perhaps it's just an effect of the de-regulated, starved heat, but...

He nips down Thomas' neck, leaves a little line of red marks and flicks his tongue out to taste his skin.]