Oh he was trying not to squirm, and he wasn't doing too bad at suppressing the urge. But it was challenging. Despite the fact he was caught up in what he was experiencing, the Magus didn't miss one of Khadgar's hands moving downward below his view. He wasn't completely certain (and his mind wasn't really working at the moment) - but he still let out a whispered hiss of a breath.

"Don't you even think about taking care of yourself." He managed unsteadily, green eyes darting in a brief glare. "Not when I plan on doing it myself!" Oh yes. Yes he was.

Words left him though when Khadgar once again used his mouth in earnest and his fingers gripped his hair tighter in a fist while taking care not to shove him downward. His eyes were shut and his head tilted back against the couch, so he didn't see the moment when Khadgar took more of him into his mouth - but the Magus uttered a startled "Uhn!" and the hand on the Archmage's shoulder flew up to his mouth where he bit into the flesh to keep from making more noise. FEL and ashes!

His eyes flew open to stare at Khadgar, a bit concerned at the brief choking sounds. His breath came in ragged pants. "I would....wouldn't remain there if I were you..." He rasped. "Not....when I am so close." He...didn't really think that getting a face full of his seed would be that enjoyable.