Mmn, [ He hums softly, partially in thought and partially from the teasing, light touches trickling up the underside of his cock and around his head. It responds to the touch hardening to the point it aches and standing just a little more erect from the coaxing fingers.]

Oh, I can handle it. I can take quite a beating before I'm through.

[And the look he gets has a spark of playful challenge, inviting the Devil to do his worst.]

Go on then Mr. Morningstar. Show me what you can do. Or are you all talk?