[Holy shit. He twitches in her hand, and stills his hips, panting hard and trying to get a grip on himself. It physically hurts, how hot that gets him. But he swallows hard and nods dumbly. Yeah, he can do that. Gods, can he ever do that.]

[And so he does. Still twitching, and writhing a bit, squirming uncomfortably against her. He starts slowly, sliding a finger in and out. It works, and he can see how it rubs against her in a way that she must like, and he has to stop again for a moment to get hold of himself.]

Oh, man. Oh, man...okay. Okay, um. S-squeeze my balls a little, alright? Not too tight, just...just... It-I can't-I need you to do that so I can do this.