Heyo growls and scooted back or tried to. The other males fingers went into his hair and his eyes widened in anger and slight fear. He looks at the man in anger and defience. Growling as tries to squirm. To get away. Managing to squirm but not much else. He lets out a sound of protest as his lips were kissed. "No. Stop. It! What. Are. You. Doing?" he demands between the kisses. Clamping his lips closed and squirms a bit more. "STOP IT!" he protests. "I am not gay." he says. "Stop kissing me." He moves his shackled leg and tries to kick the high prince defiently.