[The shove has him bending as intended, falling heavily onto a forearm before quickly pushing back up onto his hands. The weight of the body behind him is the only thing keeping him from jumping to his feet right now, but that doesn't mean an escape should be entirely out of the question. There may be no where to go in this room, but anywhere is better than his current position.]
No.
[He grits his teeth against that roughly stroking hand, but it's that flutter of what sounds like wings, followed by fingers playing their advantage that has Jeff reacting, scrambling on his hands to try and crawl his way froward to get even the slightest distance, despite that hand at his dick. He'd crawl right out of this place on his hands and knees if it meant getting out of this.]
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No.
[He grits his teeth against that roughly stroking hand, but it's that flutter of what sounds like wings, followed by fingers playing their advantage that has Jeff reacting, scrambling on his hands to try and crawl his way froward to get even the slightest distance, despite that hand at his dick. He'd crawl right out of this place on his hands and knees if it meant getting out of this.]