His knee buckles at the sensation of her mouth, and he's forced to catch himself on her shoulder. Her gaze is met with one of wanting and pleading and the threat of taking.

That's how he is in the moment, a swirl of needs all clamoring to be sated at once. There's only one thing that comes through crystal clear, and there's no need to mouth the words; it's captured in every line of his expression.

Don't do this too long.