Lee was lifted by his hair, gasping out at the tugging, and how strained his arm was twisted behind him. He opened his eyes just as his face was slammed into Ishida's open fist, shocking him. He tried to protect himself by flinging his hands out, the annoying instinctual thing people did. Only, his free hand came up to stop Ishida's hand, the other one trapped behind him, serving only to make him unstable. He was practically held up by his hair by Ishida's strength alone, free hand still raised, unsure where to lie. "What about... those damn videos...!" He gasped, crying out at each strike, before finally planting right into the table. An annoying reminder, really. He didn't care anymore, though he was only curious about how his owner might attempt to restrain himself from causing his pet any further pain or lasting damage. He wanted the beautiful, aching pain. He also loved messing with him and getting into his head, if he could.
