[ Cu doesn't mean this at all. The soft touches and light exploration that promises something a little more - it's all enjoyable. It all teases at him, makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up on end. His breath eases out in a slow sigh and he sinks a little against the couch, feeling his muscles start to unwind and relax. He's not entirely sure what she's planning or what it's going to end up meaning, but he rolls with it. It's... different.
He likes different.
Or he does, anyway, until he opens his eyes and he starts to realize what she's done. He blinks up at her, his lazy smile turning a bit confused. ]
My knees?
[ Oh. There's a rope. He goes forward, knees banging into the carpet and he makes a low noise of frustration, unable to properly brace himself with his arms because of the bindings. He rolls his shoulders for a moment, staring up at her. There's a spark dancing in his eyes. ]
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He likes different.
Or he does, anyway, until he opens his eyes and he starts to realize what she's done. He blinks up at her, his lazy smile turning a bit confused. ]
My knees?
[ Oh. There's a rope. He goes forward, knees banging into the carpet and he makes a low noise of frustration, unable to properly brace himself with his arms because of the bindings. He rolls his shoulders for a moment, staring up at her. There's a spark dancing in his eyes. ]
So, this is your punishment, huh?