He places an almost chaste, gentle kiss on his shoulder, right near where the bright strap of the bra is. Then another, then another. He keeps his hands away from the swollen and leaking cock, knowing that it's near the point of uncomfortable pain. And he hadn't even used a cock ring yet. Maybe something lacy, pretty, to wrap up Sizhui to bind him until he can't take it anymore. For now, he'll show mercy.

"Okay, princess," he whispers in his ear.

He grips Sizhui's bound wrists in one hand, bringing them tight against Sizhui's chest and strokes hard and fast with his other hand.

"Come for Daddy."