[Wriothesley is pretty sure this is the strangest gloryhole experience he'll ever had. Usually both parties knew what they were in for, but this had all started very innocently in the first place and while he was experienced, he knew his partner was very less so.

He knew Aerith was enjoying herself. He could hear it in her moans. In her voice. But he also had to be sure because he could hurt her. Things could become far less enjoyable without some boundaries set. Boundaries that needed to be set verbally because a wall was separating the both of them and he can't read her actions because of it.

Wriothesley smiles to himself.] Well, you won't have to worry about there being a lack of noise. I'm just a loud person. [He absolutely does not shut up during sex. She'll get to hear plenty of him soon enough.]

Good girl. [His voice comes out like a purr. He's sure that her being honest with him is more difficult than it seems. With how playful she is, he got the feeling she liked to deflect to some extent. After all, he was similar in that sense. He definitely omitted information and hid behind a playful exterior a lot of the times.] If it's ever too much, you can pull off.

[A beat.] And after everything, I'll be sure to return the favor. [Surely, she did not think he would let her pleasure him and not give back after.</small.]