"I... oh, god..." No, it wasn't easy forming any kind of coherent sentence at the moment, at least not if you were Zephyr Way. Hands clenching, tugging at their restraints, body tensing and relaxing alternately. Heaven and hell, you could say.
"Please..." came the whisper again, although more urgent this time. "Please..." a little louder, "Zeke, please... I want you..." The words sounded odd coming from himself, but he couldn't handle this anymore. "...Please, fuck me..!"
His eyes were in it this time. His whole body was in it. Every inch of him longed for Zeke to take him, and he was begging now.