He fought another shudder and he tried to calm down, but she could easily tell he was panting ever so slightly. His breathing was heavy, his cock was throbbing so hard, dripping heavily.
He nodded, trying to calm down. He wasn't alright. It had gotten so bad that just her sitting there, lightly teasing him had pushed him to the brink already.
He arched again, gripping the table hard. That pushed him over, and he was trying not to bellow. The ache was harsh, but never was it worse then right when he should have cum.
He panted hard and dug his fingers into the table again. "Y-Yea, 'm fine..!" He said with a smile. He was an open book. Her mind wandered to what it was going to be like when she took the spell off.
He gripped the bench between them, fighting a loud chorus of moans that so badly wanted to escape. He placed a hand on her thigh, and it was all made worse. The ache tripled, and his breathing got more ragged.