[Any other explanations are more dangerous to ponder than masochism, so this will remain his prevailing interpretation for now.

Ingo moans in sympathy as he watches Vicious come, shivering and leaning forward on the edge of the bed. He wants to be closer, but he doesn't want to get off of the bed just to get back on it immediately.]

Bravo! Beautiful! I thank you for your display. You are going to be a complete mess by the time I am through with you, aren't you?