[ Poe twitches upward, a little involuntary motion at the pressure of the vibrator against his taint, then again at the draw of the knots against his skin, limbs pulled tighter into their assigned positions.
He likes it. He likes it a lot. He's never done much with ropes--patience, again--let alone been on the receiving end. He didn't think he'd like it. At best he thought he'd be indifferent. But he likes it. There's no question of what to do or how to act. There's nothing he can do.
Poe licks his lips. He's going to try for something witty, something cavalier, but then John has the vibrator just so and he gives a full-bodied shudder instead.
He still can't let go. There's still that prick of fear, in his gut, in his mind, that he's on the verge of giving away something he won't be able to get back. ]
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Date: 2018-03-19 07:30 pm (UTC)He likes it. He likes it a lot. He's never done much with ropes--patience, again--let alone been on the receiving end. He didn't think he'd like it. At best he thought he'd be indifferent. But he likes it. There's no question of what to do or how to act. There's nothing he can do.
Poe licks his lips. He's going to try for something witty, something cavalier, but then John has the vibrator just so and he gives a full-bodied shudder instead.
He still can't let go. There's still that prick of fear, in his gut, in his mind, that he's on the verge of giving away something he won't be able to get back. ]