Of course he'd taunt him, that was Klaus' style and Bill fed into it nicely. Because he wanted to prove the point, to shut him up and make him scream all at the same time. The smack of his hand against Klaus arse wasn't that loud, but the room was quiet and the sharper sound of skin on skin rang out. "I can show you a thing or two about stamina," Bill promised him.
Even with the taunting Bill didn't pick up his thrusts again, not yet, just stroking him slowly. Like this he could feel every muscle inside of him, the grip of his body and he'd have to move eventually.
"God you're so fucking pretty, are you going to come, love?" Bill asked. "You look like you love it."