Her moan is borderline criminal. How is he supposed to think straight when she's making such stunning noises? He meets her gaze and it's probably a mistake, both of them panting softly, eyes hooded and full of desire.
He has to clear his throat before speaking.] It would have been preferable, yes. I assure you, mademoiselle, this is far from how I would choose to go about this.
[He tilts his head slightly at her soft laughter, unsure which part of what she'd said was a joke, if anything.
He swallows thickly, feeling similarly mortified. The clothing he had been able to find isn't his usual style but it'd been workable. He doesn't know what they're called, but he's basically in track pants. They're thin and his own body's reaction is becoming much more visible and obvious, the bulge in his pants quite substantial.]
We may be trapped here unless we... comply. These ropes are infused with magic and have fairly obvious intentions.
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Her moan is borderline criminal. How is he supposed to think straight when she's making such stunning noises? He meets her gaze and it's probably a mistake, both of them panting softly, eyes hooded and full of desire.
He has to clear his throat before speaking.] It would have been preferable, yes. I assure you, mademoiselle, this is far from how I would choose to go about this.
[He tilts his head slightly at her soft laughter, unsure which part of what she'd said was a joke, if anything.
He swallows thickly, feeling similarly mortified. The clothing he had been able to find isn't his usual style but it'd been workable. He doesn't know what they're called, but he's basically in track pants. They're thin and his own body's reaction is becoming much more visible and obvious, the bulge in his pants quite substantial.]
We may be trapped here unless we... comply. These ropes are infused with magic and have fairly obvious intentions.