{{I'm of two minds: on the one hand it would be exceedingly funny. On the other, this is a very lovely moment of just the two of them. Up to you!}}

Eskel's hips jerk when Geralt swallows him all the way down. He clings to the back of Geralt's shirt until his hand is white-knuckled. He doesn't make the other man wait long, coming with a telltale growl, turning the side of his face into the pillow as he does.