[Life is just not fair!! Sherwood's natural gifts would serve so much better if had by just about anybody else. But, no, he's the man granted a handsome face, distinguished charm, and big cock. Alas.

Fuuta's barking does make him eager to shut him up- or make him even louder. Either or. Sherwood reaches for the young man again, spurred on by the exploratory attention to his own dick. He grabs onto Fuuta's hips and hoists him again onto his lap, most hasty in manhandling Fuuta now that they're both worked up. Sherwood wants Fuuta straddled close enough to press their dicks together, his slick gloves palming at bare ass cheeks with a firm and teasing squeeze,]

I was going to prepare you to take my cock. [For having such a dignified tone of voice, Sherwood sure can say the filthiest things without it sounding forced or stammered over,]

Since you're just so confident you can handle my size. My magic will make quick work of opening you up without pain.

[nothing quite like healing fingers- though Sherwood will absolutely go easy on his magic. It's fun to watch someone struggle to handle him, especially if they're a yappy, little thing like Fuuta.]