Suddenly it was hard to move and a hand restricted his head's movement. A yelp escaped Strel and he almost started to whine in protest. That took him by surprise and quite frankly, being manhandled, even a little bit wasn't something he enjoyed. Well this wasn't the right kind of manhandling to enjoy, but that was a whole different topic.
"Excuse me, but I wasn't doing anything wrong." All he was doing was talking softly. Was it a crime now? Strelein growled a little as he tried to get the hand to let go of his neck. The pressure that was being put on it wasn't exactly the most pleasant thing he'd ever felt. He tried to dig in his nails into the foreign hand, hopefully just to put an uncomfortable pressure on the other male. Though chances were that wouldn't be near enough to make him let go. "I would appreciate it if you would let go."