He nodded his head, he wasn't really sure that could form any noises, much less coherent words or sentences right now.

And when John asked the second question, and thrust harder, he cried out and nodded his head even more thoroughly. He tried to yell "Yes!" but it just came out as a jumbled mess of sounds.

Oh bloody buggering fuck, he wanted to be owned by John, to be fucked and used and filled by his lover more than anything else right fucking now.