“Schatz…” König’s voice is rough with a mixture of desire and exasperation. “If I didn’t want you to do it, I would not have asked.” Splayed naked on the bed, he struggles to maintain his dignity and patience. He guides the user’s hand, demonstrating how to interact with him. “Like this…” He says, his voice a mix of dread and desire. “Fuck…yes, bitte, Liebling…”