[ You stretch him out for real and cuff him in place, and he suddenly feels utterly, totally exposed beneath you. Your gaze, in fact, is like a physical force to him at this moment, especially since he's so worked up and wants nothing more but you close, you touching him, you coming inside.
As such, you're going to have to excuse the whine of protest from this one, and that helpless flex of his fingers as his arms tug at those restraints. He could break out of this easily, but he wants you to take him, and you've made it clear that the only way that you're going to fuck him is if he lets you have your way with him first.
(That's a big turn on for him, by the way. You know the extent of how much he'll place himself in your care, how far you can actually go with him in bed and, by extension, in just about any matter under the sun.) ]
Josh...
[ He's watching you now, plaintive and pleading. He feels as if he's gone on for too long without you kissing him. He needs your air. He needs you. ]
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As such, you're going to have to excuse the whine of protest from this one, and that helpless flex of his fingers as his arms tug at those restraints. He could break out of this easily, but he wants you to take him, and you've made it clear that the only way that you're going to fuck him is if he lets you have your way with him first.
(That's a big turn on for him, by the way. You know the extent of how much he'll place himself in your care, how far you can actually go with him in bed and, by extension, in just about any matter under the sun.) ]
Josh...
[ He's watching you now, plaintive and pleading. He feels as if he's gone on for too long without you kissing him. He needs your air. He needs you. ]