[He should have known he'd be caught out. His movements stagger at first, then come to a halt. He could lie, and say he was just enjoying himself too much. But making a habit of lying on their first night together probably wasn't the play.]

Huh? N-no, it's not like that.

[He sighs and tries to readjust his hips, to no avail. Another, more frustrated breath leaves him, before he finally gives up and leans his head back onto the wall of the tub.]

It's not as - good when I can't get you off. Or at least see you enjoying yourself.

[Watching Wolfwood's mouth around his cock had at least been a sight to behold. And he knew that he was getting some pleasure judging by what a mess he'd been afterward. This just doesn't quite do the trick.]

You're tryin' to help, so I shouldn't complain.