Nn--nhh... [Ivan squirms against his bindings, trying to refuse Pegasus's touch. There was little he could do though, and each small stroke only served to make him harder and to further drown out his rational.]

Hardly.

[So maybe Pegasus was right, but he touched himself like this often enough! He didn't need to sacrifice his pride by accepting this.]

... [Ivan's head hung a bit, staring down at himself with a grimace as he tried to will himself back to being soft.]