[ There's a lot to be said about self-control here when Fandaniel, who direly wants to move forward and bury his dick into Hector as roughly as he can, a desire that only grows hotter and more urgent with every rock of Hector's hips against him, but he chooses not to. No, with how he's squirming so delightfully in his lap like this, he opts to tease the poor man further first.

One more bite, hard, teeth digging into another spot along Hector's neck, sure to leave bruises in only the game, though he certainly hopes the sensation will carry over into reality for a time. Wouldn't that be nice? Ah, but yes, after that one, he parts way from that and laughs quietly against warm skin.

The words that come chasing after it are breathy and amused. ]

Why do I get the feeling that I could make you come with just this alone? [ A third finger is added as he pulls them back out, then pushes all three in together, once more spreading his fingers, stretching him out even further. ] Do you want that, Hector? Hmm? Or do you want to ride me like a good boy?

[ Funny that he, someone younger and smaller, would be the one calling Hector a boy, but Fandaniel would like to guess that he's into this sort of teasing. ]