"I've never seen someone get so bratty about someone trying to fuck them..." Connor lets some of the fondness he holds for V slip into the words, but he sounds mildly exasperated as well. He reaches underneath V and grabs him by the hips, lifting him effectively onto his knees whether he likes it or not.

"You didn't want to ask nicely, so now we're here." He pushes a finger inside V again, curving the digit slightly to press the pad against V's insides better. His other hand starts to stroke himself, still slick, the sound lewd and wet as he works himself. He knows better than to think one finger is enough, but V doesn't get his cock if he's not going to play nicely. He just gets a reminder of what he could have.

"At least I'll get a nice view while I finish myself."