Just the slightest shift of his wrist, to push the vibe against her folds against her clit for just a few seconds before removing it. "I believe, that's my line." He teased lightly.

When she palmed at his wrist, he shifted his hand, to offer his fingers her way. A silent offer or order, who knows. "I am quite sure you can." Channeling his best Bond villain, even with that voice of his. Monarch theatrics don't work here, this has to be classic bond.