[He doesn't need over the top reactions to read someone well enough, but there is something very enjoyable in being able to tell that Broca was not so unaffected by his touches. It's definitely encouraging enough to try and get more out of them if anything.

He's quick to undo his own pants completely and slide his pants and undergarments off together. It'll just save time to get rid of both of them now than to make the other get back up. An arch of his back as he shoves the garments of clothes before carefully kicking them off.

Wriothesley offers the other a quirk of a smile.] It is a title out of politeness. I believe the equivalence to mister, if that is a word more familiar to you. [His hands come back to rest on Broca's strong thighs, a playful squeeze, before slowly sliding up to rest fingers on the waistband of Broca's underwear.]

I would not degrade you as you have said you don't enjoy if that is your worry.