He bites at his lower lip as Ram’s still-clothed hips brush against his very much still erect cock, the slight pain from the chafe overwhelmed by the attention being paid to him again. “I propose a return to previous activities, though you already seem to be ahead of me there.”

But he hasn’t done much touching at all, and through another hiccup - fair quieter, and with a larger lull in between - he reaches between them and rubs his thumb and then his knuckles over the front of his trousers. “This must be agony, no?” He turns his hand to palm at him, finding the shape of him underneath the cloth and stroking slowly. “Should I relieve you?”