The sigh and even the smile definitely did encourage Aiden. He tried to tell himself it wasn't so much accomplishment but relief. Reyka could be sated this way, which meant he wouldn't have to do any of the other alternatives.  He didn't really want to swallow any of his cum, but he decided not to think about it until that time actually came. Maybe while Reyka was in that post-orgasm daze he could go wash his hands of but, judging from their fight earlier he had a feeling that wouldn't work out. He wasn't disillusioned about what would happen if he did miss a drop, however.<br/><br/>When Reyka started pulling him aggresively, Aiden was forced to let out another whimper, a little different from the first one. This one was mostly out of pain this time. Still, his cock reacted entirely differently. This time Reyka would find a bead of precum as he worked his nail over the slit. Aiden bit down on his lip to keep another sound escaping but it was quite obvious he was enjoying himself. Or at least, his body was enjoying it. Without the threatening hand around his throat, Aiden probably would have been even more turned on. Fearing for his life while also getting intimate was not a pair he liked to put together. He didn't trust Reyka enough to keep it only just thrilling and not actually life-threatening. Maybe in a different set of circumstances he could be convinced, however.<br/><br/>As the pressure on his windpipe increased, Aidens eyes went wide. He'd done everything seemingly right so why did Reyka want to hurt him like this? The finger currently invading him also wasnt exactly a reward. His cock still managed to twitch as the finger worked it's way inside of him, despite the hand around his throat too. Aiden would have liked some relief too but finishing Reyka off was more important than that right now, he took all of Reyka's threats seriously right now. Instead of the slow, experimental pace, Aiden jerked him wildly in a desperate attempt to just get this over with already.