[ He's really- such a gorgeous sight, and Vil pulls his mouth off to lean against Leona's fingers for a bit, running his tongue over his lips to wet them as he pumps him then. ]

What a beautiful expression you're making. I only wish I could mount you without hurting myself right now...

[ They technically could, but he would have some discomfort regardless of position. This is better. ]

So come beautifully for me, Leona. I want you wholly in my mouth.