Hmm, gods, I love seeing you like this. [He uses his strength to move Hurricane towards the center of the bed, letting him feel how easily he can lift him, even with the metal leg. Keeps his face down, but ass high in the air, a display. His hands trail over his cheeks, down to his legs, spreading them more, make to harder to hide hus cock.] So ready to be filled and used. So eager. [He grabs the lube, spreading some over his cock with a groan.]

I know I said I'd hold your hands behind your back, but.... [He takes his wrists in hand, one going behind his back, the other guided down to his cock, though just out of range.] You put on such a pretty display right now, fucking your hand so desperately. And you get so tight when you're on the edge of coming.

I don't think you're gonna so easy. And you feel amazing when you're at the edge. Really, letting you try so desperately, it just makes you a better fucktoy for me. [He then wraps Hurricane's fingers around hus own cock.] So you get one hand, pet. Try your best to come because I'm gonna keep to my plan now.

[His hand lets go and goes to his own cock, guiding it to Hurricane's hole.] Its going to get a lot morr for you pet. [And he starts pushing in, not terribly slow, but still at a gentle pace, a soft moan leaving him. As well as the pheromones, to invoke a maddening desire in Hurricane combined with his state at the moment.]