( Ah, he's been found out! Well, he expected it'd be obvious quite immediately. His fingers curl in, teasing that spot relentlessly, as he pushes in a third finger. (Did Adelis think just two fingers would be enough to prepare him? Tsk, tsk.) He'd initially formulated a vague plan of thrusting into Adelis quite immediately, but he can't resist this opportunity.

Not when Adelis whinges at him, his mouth so close. Adelis clearly likes it, from the subtle jolting of his body. He wonders how much he can tease him before Adelis gets too testy. )

But you don't dislike it, do you? Or are you just impatient to take me in?

( No longer masquerading as simple preparation, he doesn't see the need to play so nice. His arm slips from around Adelis, brushing lightly, gratuitously, along his neck to feel how he'd made his neck tender from the fierce grip of his strangling. Knowing how he's harmed the skin there sends a shiver that runs down his spine, and he feels it gathering wet at his tip.

His hand settles there on the chin, thumb pressed against his sweet lower lip in that warm space between them fingers curling along his jaw. He can feel how hard Adelis is against him, and, selfishly, he keeps teasing him with his fingers, spreading him just a little wider deep in. )

If you're honest with what you want, I'll take you now. Unless, perhaps, this is preferable, confident as you are that my performance will be lackluster?