You were the one that claimed there was a difference here.

[ That comes out a little more strained and breathless than he’d intended, but those fingers had withdrawn and then slid back into him again, almost distracting him entirely. He rocks back into them, making a frustrated sound at the deliberate slowness Claude’s now employing just to be a fucking tease. ]

I just thought it would fit your experiment to see if that had different results, too.

[ That’s absolute bullshit. He just hates waiting for anything.

Unless he’s on the other end of the teasing, of course. ]