Justin was a fraction of a second away from cutting Giriko's hand to get him to let go of his arm, maybe he'd even cut it off if he had to, but all of his desire to get away vanished before he could act on it. ...No, he still wanted to escape, but he wasn't quite able to force himself to do much else than cling to the sheets and hope this would be over soon without him making too many embarrassing noises.

But Justin couldn't help but notice that Giriko didn't push the issue at all. It was almost like he honestly cared on some level. That was something that Justin felt had promise. Maybe he really could trust Giriko.