"No no please...don't." James reached out for him and grabbed him by the arms trying to keep him inside of him. The pulling out was leaving him feeling empty and like he couldn't even do one thing right. The agony of that first push had faded into something, still painful as hell, but that almost felt good. Maybe that was the trick t this whole thing, it hurt but it still felt good. James felt like a masochist for even thinking it, but he gritted his teeth against a semi jarring move. "It's not as bad anymore..." he muttered, eyes pleading for him to keep going and not care. Just, please don't care about him.