Quite right. If it wasn't for the back of the couch supporting him up, he'd be laying down at this point. Only vaguely aware of what was happening around him, his eyes drifted lazily around the room. Bits and parts of his brain cried out as the drugs continued to course through his system and wreck havoc.  He's pretty sure at some point he can hear his brain literally screaming at him in anguish, but that, like the gnomes, could be attributed to the drugs.<br/><br/>Sure enough, his member, average in size, was completely flaccid. At least initially, her efforts are going to meet with failure, and the sounds of frustration draw his attention back to her. Oh, hey, it's that girl again.  Where did she come from? She's tricky, always popping out of nowhere on him like that. Of course, if he was in a clearer state of mind, he'd have realized that she got over there just how he did: walking. Not popping out of thin air, like it seemed like.<br/><br/>What was she doing? And why was it so damn hot in here?  Although his mind remained far removed from sex, trapped in a wonderful land of gnomes trying to desperately free him from this strange and colorful prison, her actions still cause a reaction; muscle memory, perhaps, or something similar, but he does grow harder. Hotter, too; his body wasn't sure how the hell to regulate its temperature, and he felt a little on the feverish side of things.<br/><br/>He shuddered a bit, involuntarily, a good feeling washing over his brain; a combination of the feeling of the girls actions, but also what was being pumped directly into his system, combining in a way that was... pleasant was far too mild a word.A groan, and a bit more drool came from his mouth, and his breathing and heart rate increased as time went on; this a result of her skillful actions rather than the PCP.<br/><br/>The key thing she'll notice with his orgasms is that, despite his relaxed state, his whole body seems to tense up about four or five seconds before it comes; lucky for her, the quick change between total relaxation and total tenseness should be easy to notice.<br/><br/>After the initial orgasm, he went slack and melted into the cushiony sofa. So pleasant feeling. His eyes closed for what felt like hours, but was probably only a minute, or just a bit longer, before they opened again. His head lulls off to one side and he stares at the tv, seemingly captivated by it.<br/><br/>Oh, hey, what's going on? His attention whips back to Willow quickly as she goes into round two. "Are you a gnome?" he starts laughing as he asks this question, a goofy grin on his face. The longer he stayed drugged, the more his mind slipped away from rationality and reality.<br/><br/>Atleast he seems to be going to a happy place and not a violent place. That's a good thing! Oh...oh, definitely happy place.  Maybe it's just pent up sexual frustration from a lack of a girlfriend and much self love, or maybe it's the drugs, but he was hard again in no time. And cumming again in mere minutes time, too, with a record load to boot; all this despite not really feeling much of anything, and being only vaguely aware of what's going on.<br/><br/>No, his perception of reality is gone at this point. He's laughing his ass off and grinning, and probably having the time of his life.