[Despite his attitude saying otherwise, it's plainly clear that this man is practically putty in his hands if pushed in just the right ways.] Shouldn't... have assumed, huh? [At least he doesn't sound mad about it, which is better than the alternatively.
That one finger isn't going to really do shit for him and it's clear that while he's still tight that one finger isn't really remotely the upper limits to what he can take. Especially combined with the frustrated groan upon realizing that he's going to take his sweet-ass time with this. It's not... bad, since he'll at least make sure he won't have a problem when it comes to the actual dick, but when his mind is already hazy and wanting more, it's easy to wear on his nerves.
Once he's moving is when he has some sort of relief from the teasing, trying to find a way to press into either the finger or his hand if given half the chance.]
Not... not enough. [He gets out in a hiss, all the bite of a posturing rattlesnake in his tone. A warning, but not enough to bite.] Ain't... ain't remotely what I can take.
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That one finger isn't going to really do shit for him and it's clear that while he's still tight that one finger isn't really remotely the upper limits to what he can take. Especially combined with the frustrated groan upon realizing that he's going to take his sweet-ass time with this. It's not... bad, since he'll at least make sure he won't have a problem when it comes to the actual dick, but when his mind is already hazy and wanting more, it's easy to wear on his nerves.
Once he's moving is when he has some sort of relief from the teasing, trying to find a way to press into either the finger or his hand if given half the chance.]
Not... not enough. [He gets out in a hiss, all the bite of a posturing rattlesnake in his tone. A warning, but not enough to bite.] Ain't... ain't remotely what I can take.