There's a noise from the back of his throat that's hard to identify - but if he weren't trying to not make a sound, it'd undoubtedly be a whimper.

'The only thing we need to work out is when you're going to stop teasing and take me...'

Said brokenly, through gritted teeth, as his hips start to rock into the mattress in time to Random's thrusts. He has to relieve the pressure somehow.

'...and we don't need to talk to figure that out.'