His brows furrow in concentration as he pieces together what Ivan's saying. No, the man isn't getting him off like he wants, but what he's saying will lead to that. Duv hopes anyway. It's a long moment before Duv relinquishes his hold on Ivan so his hands can work at undoing his own pants as quickly as possible.

"Do you have the lube?" he asks because that's something the other man could certainly grab to expedite things. Suddenly waiting was the worst fate that could possibly befall him.