Felix tears his eyes away from her cleavage to fix his eyes on the ceiling, glowering at it. "I don't like telling people what to do. And I refuse to be needy, or accost you like some wanton animal. But whatever they did to me, it's making it hard to control...everything. I'm trying to hold back so I don't just mindlessly paw at you or get too rough. I loathe how impossible it is."