[Oh- Oh, there's that pressure he was hoping for. It's both satisfying and maddening, because he wants more of it and he wants it now. Bruno's words certainly imply one very particular path to get there, but that's exactly where things get a little tricky, filling Otto with apprehension. His hands slow their movements and while his lower body is still pressing down, he raises his head up just a bit. Not enough to really make eye contact, but more something for easier speech.]
Ahh, you should know I've never... Not with another man, I mean. [He knows there's easier routes to take; hands and mouths can serve those sorts of purposes as well. But if Bruno wants that... God, he has only a very vague idea and no actual experience. If there's no lubrication they're shit out of luck anyway, but he rather expects Bruno has something stashed away in his room.]
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Ahh, you should know I've never... Not with another man, I mean. [He knows there's easier routes to take; hands and mouths can serve those sorts of purposes as well. But if Bruno wants that... God, he has only a very vague idea and no actual experience. If there's no lubrication they're shit out of luck anyway, but he rather expects Bruno has something stashed away in his room.]