"What can I do? What can I do?" Chris shook his head as he nudged at the man's entrance again, grunting softly at the resistance, fingers around Stabler's wrist tightening for a moment as he shoved his arm up again, eyes blinking back the tears as he panted out a few harsh breathes, "I'm so fucking weak," He murmured, shaking his head as his hips thrust forward a bit, pushing himself into Stabler a bit.