[He breathes out a quiet moan, eyelashes fluttering as the other strokes his cock. He can't help but laugh breathlessly.] Sweetness, as much as I enjoy that, I don't think that's what you want right now.

[One hand grips Keita's waist while the other hand has to gently slap Keita's hand away. Cute to say the least, but he knows what both of them truly want at the moment. He'll remind Keita too as he lines his cock with their entrance and guides the smaller man's hips down. He feels the way the ring of muscle slowly give way to let the head of his cock pass through and enter the other. Hot and tight, Wriothesley is shameless in his groans.]

This is what you've been waiting for weren't you? [A grin.] Or would you rather go back to stroking it?