"Good. I expect it to get more fetish-y the more we go. Which would probably wind up with me sticking it in your butt. But I deserve it." He says with a shrug and a grin.
Then, he closes his eyes and takes a breath, before both arms lift so that they're spread to the side. A ball of lighting suddenly crackles to life in each hand, and then he opens his eyes. "What kind of lightning did you choose, again?" He asks.