It was a flimsy excuse, but it was enough that he focused back on the present, and felt his cock press painfully against his zipper. Would it be wrong for him to truly participate? The danger of getting caught was higher for him. Granger’s actions were all but hidden under her skirt. If he pulled out his cock, and was somehow discovered, it would be impossible to explain away his state. He decided no, it would have to wait till he was back in the privacy of his dorm again. Reaching inside his trousers, he adjusted his cock to tuck up into his waistband, the head well outside and the pressure on his shaft relieving a bit of the ache.