Medivh's nails bit small red crescent half moons into his shoulders and they would undoubtedly bruise. The elder male exploded in his mouth, salty liquid filling his mouth and Khadgar forced himself to swallow it down. It was... unpleasant, but so worth the red lines left behind by the other mage's hands. He hoped those left yellow-brown impressions in his skin as well, wanting to be able to look at his shoulders after the fact and remember vividly what he had done for his mentor.

Lightening the suction, the white haired mage glanced back up at his partner and took stock in how he was presenting himself. He wondered what Medivh would think. Would he get praising? Would he get the uppity man who felt like he had to one up his apprentice? Would he even get any sort of reaction? He let the softening cock fall from his lips, instead moving both hands to wrap around the other in a half hug.

He pressed his forehead against the skin and muscle just below the Magus's ribs, resting there as he caught his breath. Steadfast in his ignorance of how much his erection ached and begged to be touched even a little, Khadgar pressed a soft open mouthed kiss against the flesh. His long white lashes fluttered, brushing barely there butterfly-like trails as he heaved and slumped.

It didn't matter if Medivh actually did fix his issue or not, Khadgar realized with a start, this was more than enough to satisfy him. Just knowing how the ex-Guardian came undone in such acts and to know that he was probably the first one to ever do that for him... it was more than Khadgar could ever have asked for.

Blue eyes finally fluttered shut and he sagged against the elder mage like a dam had been released. It was strange how lax just doing something so simple could put him into this sort of state, like he was suddenly allowed to rest after sucking the dark haired mage off, like it were permission, almost.

"Are you all right?" Khadgar uttered from his place against Medivh's abdomen, nuzzling unconsciously against the skin.