Michael gave an exaggerated whimper as his hands were swatted away. "It would too help me rest," he managed to get out under a pout, looking all the world like a kitten who was just told 'no'. As she kept inquiring about his health though, bending over to get some water...<br/><br/><em>She swatted me away, she's not interested; she swatted me away, she's not interested...THEN WHY IS SHE SHOWING ME THAT PERFECT ASS?!</em><br/><br/>No, for not trying to jump her right there and then, Michael convinced himself he was a very 'GOOD' man.<br/><br/>As she offered a coconut shell filled with water, he drank greedily, and almost missed her being nervous around him. Almost.<br/><br/><em>Wha-so she DID want it. Little Tease. Well, I know how to deal with that.</em><br/><br/>"Honestly, it hurts a lot, like someone is trying to keep it in..."<br/><br/>He reached up and grabbed her hands, bringing one towards his trapped manhood. "See? It just wants to get out and play. It wants to help me stay awake."