Retreat

It's not running away, it's a tactical retreat.

Considering how **** your position is, you decided to back up to get out of danger. Unfortunatly, you weren't nearly fadt enough.

As you try to move back, one of Ben's hands leave his now recovered balls. One clamps down hard on and the other on your wrist. Immediately he tugs you back, forcing you to take a big step forwards to keep from falling over which leaves you wide open.

You're face to face with Ben, legs wide open, and only one arm free.