Under different circumstances, Victor wouldn't have stood for being whistled at, but he had said no limits and this was all within that game, so he didn't let it bother him. He just inclined his head a little before crawling toward him, trained and muscled enough for it to look animalistic rather than ridiculous, at least to a horny teenager.

He stopped beside Roman, moving a hand to quickly undo his pants and pull them down, then wrapping his fingers around his dick. "Slow or fast?"