Neither of them are in any rush but neither are they looking to draw things out. Whatever happens, happens and that's fine as it's still at a pace of their choosing. Cehd'ra hums an answer to He Ming's request, cupping the head with his palm and rubbing around and around while the other runs fingers up and down the shaft. There's lotion nearby but sadly not nearby enough that Cehd'ra could reach it without a lot more moving around. Hopefully these careful touches will be enough...He Ming's making sounds like they are.

"Are you getting close?" Cehd'ra asks quietly, following the question with another nipping kiss to his throat. "Go ahead, we can have my turn after..."