[ So much for the illusion. Between the words and John looking him over like that, Poe has nowhere to retreat to.
The sensation of smooth rope gliding over his skin is actually nice. At least at first. Until it starts drawing tight, pulling at his foot. His muscles tense for a moment, but there's not much he can do about it. His foot gets drawn into position and fixed there.
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The sensation of smooth rope gliding over his skin is actually nice. At least at first. Until it starts drawing tight, pulling at his foot. His muscles tense for a moment, but there's not much he can do about it. His foot gets drawn into position and fixed there.
Poe wriggles his toes. ]
I think you missed a spot.
[ The last defense mechanism he has. ]