JJ's back arched the moment Yuri's fingers entered him. It wasn't an entirely unfamiliar sensation, but he had been grossly unprepared for Yuri to be doing this him. Though he, by no means, minded it. The noise he made came from deep in his chest, somewhere between a grunt and a growl. He hadn't heard himself make a noise like that in quite some time.

"Thinking about is one thing," his eyes were locked onto Yuri. He couldn't get them off of him, "nothing is like the real thing."

He was basically panting. He was getting hard - between Yuri's fingers and watching him. He dug his heels into the bed sheets. He wouldn't admit it, but he liked Yuri having this power over him. Before this, Yuri's power over him had mostly been on a completely emotional level, but the taller - stronger Yuri was a different monster.

"Kitten," he grunted. He spread his legs, just a little more, pressing his hips as much as he could into Yuri's fingers. He didn't have much power, but he'd use every ounce he had trying to get as much as he could.

He enjoyed the restraints, really, but he wanted to be able to touch Yuri. Or himself. "Just, come on." He shifted his hips again, fighting the restraints - if only to try and get what he could.