[He instinctively clenches around the foreign digits before relaxing. A slight writhe of his body and a soft exhale as he takes the slight stretch and burn of being spread open without too much fuss.]
You mean you wouldn't warm me if I asked?
[Cheeky little shit.
Even if he finds himself eating those words a little with the way he arches his back with a quiet noise in the back of his throat. The hand on his cock is heavenly, but what really drives him crazy is her words. You'll be good, won't you. It rings in his ears and sinks in his mind.
A part of him wants to rebel. To be a little difficult. A little bratty. The other part of him wants the praise. Oh, it wants it so bad.] Just for you... [Said a little breathlessly.]
I'll wait for your strap forever winks.
You mean you wouldn't warm me if I asked?
[Cheeky little shit.
Even if he finds himself eating those words a little with the way he arches his back with a quiet noise in the back of his throat. The hand on his cock is heavenly, but what really drives him crazy is her words. You'll be good, won't you. It rings in his ears and sinks in his mind.
A part of him wants to rebel. To be a little difficult. A little bratty. The other part of him wants the praise. Oh, it wants it so bad.] Just for you... [Said a little breathlessly.]