[Lily croons, perfectly aware of what he wants, what he needs, but won't be satisfied until he dots his i's and crosses his t's.]

Please what?

[She continues to stroke him quickly, though for a pointed moment her feet drip downward and start to lift the cockring. Just a little, not even an inch, but she thinks he'll notice all the same. The prospect of release, of freedom is something he'd be so keenly aware of after all he's endured.

Lily licks her lips. Really, this is just too much fun.]