He takes his time, as much to get it right as enjoying touching and caressing over the beautiful lines of Bull's form. That sound though goes straight through him.
Leaning down, his lips brushing against the curve of one shoulder. "As you wish," he murmurs, working the ropes down along his body to pull them tight and keep the rope taut.
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Leaning down, his lips brushing against the curve of one shoulder. "As you wish," he murmurs, working the ropes down along his body to pull them tight and keep the rope taut.