[ this is nice. admittedly, getting blown by Rosalind is always nice, but it's nice to force himself to remain restrained. to allow her control, at least in a physical sense. she does oblige him by taking things slow and that's exactly what she does, allowing him to savor the visual of how it looks when her tongue rolls around the surface of his tip. something as simple as her playing with the slit is enough to make his shoulders stiffen, and the wood he sits on top of can be heard straining as he grips onto it harder. ]

Been called plenty of things, but kind hasn't been one of them...

[ she's being sarcastic, obviously. maybe? Bigby has to gawk at just how fixated she is in the act, from the way her eyes roll into the back of her head to how she clings onto his body to touch and caress him in any way that she can. he only touches Rosalind by bringing his fingers to her hand, rubbing along her knuckles and then her wrist before squeezing against it tightly. if he doesn't watch himself, he will no doubt leave marks with his nails on her skin. ]

I can give you... nn, my cum. You're going to suck it straight out of me until I'm empty. You'll keep sucking my cock even after I've cum, even if I try to pull away. Just like what I did with you.

[ loathe as she may be to admit it, she quite enjoyed when he ate her out through consecutive orgasms. he doesn't know if she's even capable of doing the same, but it's a nice thought to consider with considerably aroused. ]