Mycroft exhaled out heavily, arching his hips and feeling something of a groan of displeasure as Gregory slipped his mouth free. Yes, he had the distinct feeling he would be begging soon enough.

He gripped Gregory's hair, before he hummed softly under his breath, "I have wanted to do all sorts of things to you since you laughed at me in that warehouse."

A shudder ran through him, before he exhaled slowly. "I would like to fuck several parts of you - so please let me know what you would prefer and where..."