Pausing to chat is at least in the spirit of slowing down, even if it's the first time anyone's been this chatty. Which makes it sound like there are more times than Jude can count on a hand, having done this, and that's far from the case.

It's Bodhi: slow and chatty comes with the territory.

Jude licks and rolls in his lips when he comes back up. The taste lingers, but he hardly minds. "It's fine," he reassures, grasping some of the point. Head tilted up, hair falling into one eye, he looks at Bodhi when he says it, trying to drive it home. "Just--let it happen." Just enjoy it seems a little much, but he isn't going to flounce off if Bodhi comes in his mouth.

With a lingering glance, he sinks back in to swallow him down.