Well, well! Testament is beyond pleased as they reap the fruits of their teasing. Every sound Rose makes is music to their ears, and they most definitely take note of the almost defiant, sassy tone she takes up whenever they move away from her clit in the midst of working her up. Most interesting.

Even her pleasure alone and her every movement sends waves of Testament's very own through their body, concentrating at their stiff cock. They make a point, still, not to get too touchy with their member in particular, their hips bucking minimally. Boundaries are sacred to the Gear. Lucky enough, Rose's startling and stinging yank at their hair as she climaxes drags a gasp from Testament's own throat, and they manage to spill themselves. The mix of pain and another's pleasure are just enough to tip the scales.

Eyes squeezed shut, they busy themselves with cleaning Rose up with their deft tongue, shuddering as they ride out their own orgasm. Whenever Rose does unseat herself from Testament's face, they offer her a small, satisfied smirk. "Well then, I believe that frees us both up. I do hope it was satisfactory."