[ It is so very difficult to focus on what you are telling him when you have him, quite literally, within the palm of your hand. ]

You're the nicest man whose ever had the privilege of tying me up, and the first who had me do the heavy lifting.

[ And then he's nibbling on your bottom lip, just so, before taking the rest of your mouth with his. He'll keep kissing you, even as he's lowering himself back down on that bed.

You're welcome to chase after his lips. Maybe it'll keep you from noticing the fact that the belt you fetched? It's moving all on its own. By the time your boy finishes with your mouth, he's flat on his back with his wrists crossed together and over his head, firmly attached to your bedpost. There isn't enough slack for him to go very far up if you ever choose to be a terrible tease. Was that deliberate? Who knows?

That leaves two more items that are subject for your approval. Although... ]

Your move, Mr. LaRue. [ His eyes stay right on yours, even if they've grown far too heavy with desire. ] If you need more ties, I can always fetch them for you.

[ Later, he might just tell you that this is the first time that he's used his abilities for something like this. ]