[ Ghoul's very, very carefully aware of the way Matt moves, paying attention to what he does. Any sort of fright and he's going to let go immediately - but Matt seems to be pushing for it, and Ghoul wants to. He does try at first, does try to make Matt still, holding his wrists a little more firmly, grinding his hips roughly against Matt's - not much relief, there, but it's good anyway.

Of course, his venture could backfire here, but he's grinning, almost sheepishly if you tilted your head. ] I got my ways. [ Ghoul murmurs against Matt's ear, nipping at his earlobe sharply. ] Got my sources.

My outfit ain't as cool, but I'd sure s'hell be your Nyte Blayde if y'wanted me to. [ And to emphasize that, he pushes Matt back up against the door a little roughly, biting at Matt's bottom lip. ]