Sadness.

John's face goes wide with sudden regret. He collapses ontop of you, sobbing into your skin. He accidentally grinds his thigh into your hard-on, and you tilt back your head to moan--a noise which you try to turn into a sobbing sound. The **** that he nuzzles into you causes your shirt to rip down the middle, leaving your chest and torso exposed. John rubs his face on your skin, kissing your chest and stomach.

"Hungry!"

This one stumps John, giving you a window to finally make the first move--