"I am payin' attention, I am, I am," he whimpers breathlessly, wincing in pain at Eric's firm grip. The pain permeates his body, making him squirm and want to curl up into a ball, yet good lord is he still hard. But he tries to settle down, tries to keep still lest Eric crush his jaw.

He hardly notices that he's pulled out and no longer pinning him to the couch with his weight.

(And what is with that goddamned car horn...)