It totally didn't count as frottage if there was kicking, shoving and biting involved, right? The fact that Sam even had to rationalise that thought in his head was somewhat disturbing. Totally wasn't frottage. It was wrestling.
Sam growled out. Fingernails were totally illegal weapons! No fair! Yet despite the discomfort, he didn't relinquish his hold of the keys. If anything, he stretched that little bit further, arching slightly.