"You could get the ginger too?" Ziggy glanced at the bed and giggled. "Low on the ass or right on the high thigh next to the balls." He knew Rekker liked pain from his empathy so there was no reason not to leverage that to bring some pleasure.

Ziggy giggled while sipping at his drink. "He can't wait, can he?"

Ziggy paused and then got giggly. "We could make the seams tear away at the shoulders."