A half step closer takes him right up to Cesare's back. He leans forward. "Will you undress for me?" The whisper comes out a little hoarse, and is followed by a chuckle that denies any kind of serious intent. "Nevermind," he adds easily, "I think I like you dressed."

"I'd see you scream. Should be worth it? Her cunt on your cock as you lose it-" He doesn't exacttly want to think of her, her juices spilling over Cesare's cock, drenching him. It sends a faint twinge to his stomach.