[ Poe just nods. Somehow being given the allowance of speech doesn't make actually speaking easier.
Being told not to move makes him want to. He grips the edge of the bed hard, watching that rope slide over John's gloves. Goosebumps prickle up Poe's arms and tingle across his scalp. Tied up. John is going to tie him up. He'll be naked, helpless.
Poe swallows. ]
You really want to do this?
[ Focus on that. Focus on whether or not this is what John wants, if this is what he needs, and it's a little easier to deal with the idea. Make it, in his own mind, about John, instead of about Poe himself.
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Being told not to move makes him want to. He grips the edge of the bed hard, watching that rope slide over John's gloves. Goosebumps prickle up Poe's arms and tingle across his scalp. Tied up. John is going to tie him up. He'll be naked, helpless.
Poe swallows. ]
You really want to do this?
[ Focus on that. Focus on whether or not this is what John wants, if this is what he needs, and it's a little easier to deal with the idea. Make it, in his own mind, about John, instead of about Poe himself.
He can do it, if it's about John. ]