[She--no. He groans as Michael slides his cock into his mouth, voicing a little plea for...what? He's not sure. To stop?

But he tastes Michael dripping over his tongue and his body seems to register it as food, as something to fill up his empty stomach (though of course she can't use her teeth with this, not with her Alpha, she has to wait for him to feed her like a good girl).

He doesn't want this (doesn't want to want this), hates that he gives in this easily, but he starts to relax, starts to let his lips close soft around Michael's shaft as it presses down hot on his tongue.]