At the first moment of stopping, stopping that is staggeringly like loosing light or sight without either changing, there's a groan that is decidedly under-breath swearing without a filter, which by its tone is anything but black simply for the sake of being black.

It's far to thick and contains the faintest edge of whimper.

And begrudges a little more kindly into being moved and helping to move. Once he's settled, hands on Carlisle's legs, "You are greedy," comes with as a heavy expulsion into Carlisle's hipbone with a nip.