His eye for the surrounding is sharp enough to notice the wetness at Wolfe's cheek, but he doesn't mention anything. IF that's what his response is, so long as he's not using his safe word, then it was what he needed. Chris wouldn't hold back from giving more. Especially with how easily he begs for it. Usually, Chris' partners resisted begging, to have it offered so quickly was it's own sort of rush.

"Oh, darling...whatever you want." His warning before he presses two fingers into Hawke. He said slowly, but Hawke was asking so nicely, he could be afforded two to start. Besides, it gave him ample opportunity to not only press those fingers all the way in to the last knuckle, but to spread them again as he pulled out. Chris takes up a steady pace of deep press into his friend and a slow, spreading stretch back out, his wrist turning and working the lovely body before him to get him ready for something bigger.

"You've never had my cock before, handsome. Always ridden yours and -while I'm looking forward to doing it again now that we can- more than that I want to fuck you like you deserve. Every time you've made my thighs shake with my orgasm, every time you've had me arching and moaning because you've pressed inside me...I'll pay you back, lovely."

He leans in to kiss Wolfe's cock.

"I'm going to fill you up so thoroughly, I expect to hear you howl."