While listening to her low whisper, Axle's gaze followed her hand down with a glint of approval before rising back up to her eyes, a breath slowly rolling off his lips when she began to tease with her fingertips. The more ticklish her sliding touch became, the more she elicited little twitches from the flesh under her fingers, still very excited from claiming her before.<br/><br/>"Well..." he started with a heavier quality to the vibrations of his voice, breaking his gaze on her briefly to reach for the soap, and pour it lightly over the sponge. He smiled then, handing the sponge over to her. "Why don't you let my arousal have a bit of rest for now so it can last a little longer, and give me a nice, thorough lather all over first. Leave the best for last."<br/><br/>The man leaned in to give her lips another taste of his, before bringing his hand up to support her chin as he moved to her ear. "Don't miss a spot. And then you get down on your knees and focus only on my cock," he told her. "Maybe some soap, a rinse... but you finish up with nothing but that talented mouth of yours until I'm spick and span."<br/>He leaned back then to look in her eyes, and with a light motion of his hand moved her head up and down by her chin in a slow nod, before asking with a smirk: "Is that a '<i>Yes, sir</i>'?"