[ what kind of man is he? that's a loaded question. an honest answer is saying he isn't a man at all, but he isn't prepared to go down that road when his cock is out and her legs are spread and they are both very naked for the first time. the implication of what she is asking is obvious and he only thinks on it for a moment longer before finding himself distracted in the way her fingers dance along the sensitive nerves of her mound. brief and idle as it may be, it's a pleasant view. pairing it with the idea of her quote unquote taking something makes all the better. ]

It wouldn't be a bad idea to make a mess of you, no. [ if she's going to reach down and touch herself, he will do the same. fingers squeeze at the base of his cock as he strokes up, giving himself some temporary relief. even if he's had an orgasm of his own, he's dealt with an erection throughout the entirety of hers. ] But there's only one thing you're going to be taking that I care about, and that's from me.

[ there's a hand on the side of her knee as he pushes her legs apart further until the one he is touching is on its side and pressed into the sheets. he wants a better view since the one she has of him is out and in the open. he's stroking at a more languid pace now, showing he is capable of taking his time when he chooses to. ]

That doesn't count, right? Saying please like that. If that's what you're going to do, I want to hear a please what. What do you want from me, Rosalind.