[Honestly? How can he not be charmed by the other right this moment? He kind of expects raunchy fun that comes with dirty dice, not this seemingly sweet exchange of a man asking him with such heartfelt earnestness.]

Well, this is a blanket permission to take what you want, sweetheart.

[He shivers a little as he feels Lorenz' mouth on his neck again. His scars have always been pretty sensitive and having them lavished with attention is definitely doing wonders for his enjoyment. He tilts his head so the other can access as much skin as possible.]

I can't say no when you ask so sweetly. Consider me charmed. Seduced. Whatever you want to call it. [He's so doomed. He's weak and Lorenz is being awfully adorable. Wriothesley licks his lips as he rolls his hips again.] Go ahead. Have your fill of everything then. Go on.