"No need to beg, my love. Not unless you want to. I am more than willing."

He laughs, his voice dropping low and just a hint wicked, adjusts the angle of his hand so that he is better positioned to use his fingers to 'fuck' her as he would with his cock. Her hand in his hair makes him groan when she tightens it, and he rewards her in turn with his touches.

"As much as I love the lead up to this, when we are fooling around as we are...all I can think about is you straddled across my hips, sinking down to bury yourself around me. Have no doubts the ritual would work with the Rod, but...might make me a little jealous. Might have to make sure you don't...come to prefer it, over the real thing."

For THAT he is definitely teasing.