"Do you want me, Anel?" Gareth asked with an inquisitive tilt of his head, his fingers slowly continuing to stretch him. He could see Anel's begging with his eyes, and it brought a slight grin to his lips - but he wanted more than implied pleading, he wanted Anel to actually admit he was enjoying what was happening, and he lowered his voice slightly as he leaned in closer.<br/><br/>"... does that feel good?" He coincided that question with a particularly direct thrust of his fingers at Anel's sweet spot, lingering there, deep inside, rubbing over the area firmly, his voice a low purr. "Do you want more, Anel? You can answer me more properly than that, even if you are gagged..."