"Heh," JJ mused, although he was frustrated and annoyed. He wanted to move, claim every bit of power he had. Each time he took some, it was pulled out from under him. He'd have to get used to this. He was breathing deep. It took a lot of will to not fight against the restraints at least a little.

JJ stared straight at Yuri. His brows furrowed in a challenge. JJ wasn't much for begging or pleading, but he was about ready to. No, he told himself, don't sink that low.

"I'm a whore aren't I?" he asked, having long since understood the Russian word Yuri had decided to use. He turned his head away, finally stopping himself from staring. "This is all I want right now."