[While the movement of his fingers inside Wriothesley is intentionally inconsistent, Lorenz rocks his hips steady and even into the tight hold of the other's fist. All of his focus is on Wriothesley right now, using the grip around his cock to keep himself just on the cusp of losing control. That's fun, he enjoyed that before, but ah - right now holding the reins is what's really doing it for him.

Not that Wriothesley isn't making it difficult to stay even a little poised, whimpering like that. Lorenz murmurs in his ear, a little "oh, there?" before pinching that nipple between thumb and forefinger. Here, the perfect spot to elicit those delightful little sounds? Hm?

So, he's gotten over his wilting nerves, even more than back in that private room. He presses deep with his fingers once more, coaxing Wriothesley closer to the edge. Even the way the other's voice hitches is attractive, ah-]

Even if I asked you to? Well then, what would you do? You have me all to yourself, the sight of you alone enough to set me alight. Under your piercing gaze, I- [nnnnn say it lorenz--] -take myself in hand. For you.

[Now, please continue this other hypothetical erotic scenario while enjoying the current erotic scenario, thanks.]