He doesn't enjoy being laughed at, but isn't angry enough to show it other than a slight furrow of his brow. Goddess forbid he try to please her...

He does as she instructs, using his middle and ring finger to press into the divet between her legs and rub. It's still hard to tell her anatomy with the clothing in the way. Meanwhile, he's somewhat overwhelmed by her stroking him, which makes it somewhat hard to focus on both things at once. Ugh, he is bad at this... There must be techniques, just as there are in battles, but he was never taught.

His brow furrows deeper. He's getting in his head a bit.