Ugh... That whimper made Seifer want to give Bridget something to really be concerned about. He was having issues of his own though as Bridget took him back in, sucking him right down like it was time for dessert and his dick was an after dinner popsicle. The deep groan that left him was more than appreciative of that wet heat and the almost caressing walls of Bridget's throat as it took him in.

He was getting distracted, damn it. Gripping his phone he hurriedly brought up the camera app. A few quick pictures, the click of the 'shutter' more than letting Bridget know what he was doing, and he knew he wasn't going to be able to hold it much longer. Grabbing that blonde hair to tilt back the head it was attached to he encouraged Bridget to look up. He wanted to see his brother's face when--

"I'm gonna--" He didn't finish that sentence, hips jerking forward forcefully. It looked like Bridget was getting a snack after all.