He was aware of tim's like of praise before of course. He's not sure it's ever come up like this, though. Not that Matt's complaining. He'll always give what he wants.

Calloused hands move over tim's face, and Matt makes a point to keep his face light and soft. It's the same tone he uses when they're rocking together, sweat among the sheets they're between. He smiles, just a little, and continues to smear rivulets of come off his boyfriends' face.

"Just like that," He murmurs. "You're so good."