He was nothing if not obedient. He deliberately didn't take his fingers out from where they were. "Oh, this spot is good?" he asked, bordering on teasing as he drummed his fingertips against the spot, then rubbed it firmly back and forth. With his free hand, awkward as it was, he undid his jeans and started struggling out of them.
His "equipment" was held firmly in place by thin straps, and now that it was hard, it was rubbing against him in just the right place to feel almost as good as he seemed to be making Ellie feel. His own pleasure, however, was on the backburner as he reveled in the feeling of making Ellie beg the way she was.