He laughed softly at that punch, not at all offended or put off. He was being a teasing jerk and he knew it. It was just far too much fun to see Booker slowly lose his ability to think coherently and the best way to do that was to keep the man talking.

"You think you'll be able to speak later?" He stretched a bit to nip at Booker's earlobe as he thrust those fingers into him, harder than before and intentionally just barely brushing his prostate. "That is adorable, bello..."