It's Chris' turn for a sound to escape him at that honest admission. It's more than he's heard from Hawke before, even during times when he'd run wet folds over Hawke's cock to tease, he'd not been so desperate. Then again, that had just been sex with some spice, not a full scene, no ties or bonds to keep Hawke in place for Chris' use and nothing more. "Fuck..."

He's usually better at teasing, much better...but he rationalizes the words as begging and begging should be rewarded.

"I'll give that to you, lovely. You'll know the feel of me stretching you and the feel of my spend slipping down your legs and ass. There'll be no healing for you when I'm done, not when I need your body to remember how mine feels."

He leans down to take Hawke's cock into his mouth, tongue wasting no time to swirl around the length and up towards the tip to suck and slip into that slit at the top as the mood takes him.