"Mnnn." Gene kicks his legs a little, weakly, petulantly. "Okay," he mumbles into the pillow. If that's the closest he can get to having Tony's hands on him, then so be it.

He takes a couple of deep breaths - well, as deep as they can get with a pillow in the way, anyway - and he can feel the blood pounding in his head. He knows he needs to calm down, and he hopes this'll help.