Light shivered, partly because of the hand currently exploring underneath his shirt and caressing his skin, but also due to the unsettling nature of the other's words. Despite himself, he found that he was suddenly suspended in place by a much greater force than his rationale, overriding his senses so that all he felt were those hands. Gaping, his eyelids lowered in something resembling a haze, the hands that had previously been trying to tear him away from the other now holding onto him shakily.

"It's the damn drugs... No, I don't-- Why the hell are you so goddamn eager..." he rambled, too distracted to think properly, even more so when the hand at his backside caused him to squirm once more and accidentally rut his hips forward, clamping down on a low moan.