[The mock-lick makes Eskel's cock twitch in his pants. He sets his sword aside on the nearest part of the fence - and carefully, despite his eagerness. Clearly his sword(s) are important.]

You've been makin' a strong case for your mouth from the start. Think I'll buy what you're sellin' to start. ["To start" - we'll see if he can handle fucking him afterwards, but the witcher seems confident in his enhanced stamina.]

[As he starts undoing his trousers, his tone turns a little more sincere.] Err, no need to make yourself choke though...

[Maybe it was just a turn of phrase, but he'd still like to clarify. Though as he frees his half-hard cock, it wouldn't be hard to choke on. It's a little bit above average in length, but particularly moreso in girth. His is a thick, filling cock, all right.]