He wants to scream and thrash around again. He doesn't. He forces down the anger and disgust that's rising up his throat like sickness. Good fight. He was mocking him, wasn't he?

He lifts one hand to clasp it over his mouth, as if to make sure no other sound escapes. Because he wants to finally have a say in others touching him. There's no way he can say that aloud, though, especially not now, not when Steve is like this. It wouldn't help anything, and he'd probably end up crying, and the other man would probably get angry again. Maybe crush his windpipe this time. No, he needs to be quiet and good... but that doesn't mean he has to answer every question, right?