[There's a yelp, arms circling around Pinocchio's neck, as he suddenly finds himself being lifted out of the water and onto the edge of the bath. Look, if Pinocchio wanted to hide the fact he isn't quite human, they're doing a pretty bad job. It doesn't really mean anything to Wriothesley though given his close interactions with many whom weren't human. He's just definitely taken aback by the ease in which Pinocchio can manhandle him around.

And if that isn't incredibly hot to him. His cock twitches and there's a breathlessness in his laugh as he looks at the smaller man's face.]

You're asking that now? [His grin is bright, eyes twinkling with amusement.]

You can, ahhh, manhandle me to your hearts content, sunshine. [Wriothesley knows he is shameless. He isn't about to resist Pinocchio's earnestness as they press a wet kiss to his cock.] I can be roughened up a little bit.