Hm, you are so pretty when you blush. When you open yourself up to me. [His free hand moves over his body, almost as if in awe. The touch slow and careful, tracing over sensitive spots, his nipples, and back down to his cock.]

[A single finger traces over the top of it as he tips the vial down his throat.] When you surrender. Gods, even your cock is pretty. They don't even know how lucky they are they get to see it. You'll need to be careful after this, Hurricane, I imagine you'll be getting a lot more propositions. My sexy pet is very hard to resist, after all.

[It may just be a cross breed of two last time. A truth potion...mixed with a chatty one. Thankfully, not quite the mile a minute as before, but a longterm silence without a gag is going to be difficult.]