Darius turned onto his side, and he could feel the need radiating outward from her in just about every way possible. Almost out of necessity, he'd begun to rub the thick head of his cock while he watched her. There was a clear sheen of precum on his tip, lending a shiny look to both his tip and fingers. The only pleasure he'd felt had been when he'd been pressed against her earlier in the evening. As if realizing it for the first time, the room had grown darker, marking the passing of the sun far beyond he horizon.<br/><br/>"Two others are like the ones I grabbed this evening. Both are larger than the one you have in now, incrementally. The larger of the two is just in case you find yourself craving that fullness you have this evening to be taken even further. The second, smaller one is just in case you still feel discomfort if I enter you. That way we can stretch you further to accommodate me. The other, longer box..." Darius' grin was absolutely devilish.<br/><br/>"The other box is something to slip into whichever hole I choose not to fill, should you wish it. I'm sure you'll get to experience that when you think your body is ready." Crooking a finger at her, Darius scooted over. "Now then, if memory serves, you offered to take care of a rather pressing need I have. One that I'm sure we share. One that if not attended to soon I'm going to end up taking care of on my own, without you."