"You know, it's a bit harder to touch you like this, little one," he replies without turning his head, an obvious smile in his tone of voice. Justin was more than strong enough to take whatever he wanted, even if Monty were inclined to put up a genuine fight, but given the circumstances, Justin takes no notice at all of his Companion's hands gripping his wrist in faux protest. He slides his hand further down, between Monty's legs, a proprietory gesture, with absolutely no sense of being unwelcome or any potential rejection, deliberately grinding the heel of his hand between their thighs, despite how Monty tries to clench their legs closed. He can already feel the way Monty is reacting to this slightly rough treatment, and continues to toy deliberately with their genitals, his gestures casual and exploratory, thick fingers stroking along Monty's rapidly stiffening little cock and then teasing over the opening of their pussy through the layers of clothing.