[Wriothesley's laugh ends in more of a heady moan as he feels the other around his erection. Hot and tight and so wonderfully good. He practically purrs in delight as he nips at Eiden's lips, hands gently gliding up and down Eiden's sides as a means to help soothe the other.]

You'll hear my plenty, sweetness. You know how I am. [Noisy as can be. A stark difference to what people probably expect from a man who likes to stay in the shadows.

He happily rocks his hips up, bringing Eiden's hips down at the same time, already creating a steady a rough pace. Everytime the loud slap of skin of them meeting happens, Wriothesley's cock buries itself deeply in the man and rubs against their prostate. He groans softly as he arches his back into the smaller man's touch.] I'll look forward to it then. A guy like you can't be easily satisfied on just one side of things. [He definitely imagines Eiden is someone who'd want sex in anyway.]