[He laughs as he's tossed, with the thrill and the promise of it. Who cares about the quality of the bed? The grand prize is Barton himself and getting absolutely destroyed.
It's obvious he's hard already, straining against the material. His legs wrap around Barton's waist to pull him closer as his hands travel over his chest. Only a little while longer before he's bound up. He's going to make the most of it.]
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It's obvious he's hard already, straining against the material. His legs wrap around Barton's waist to pull him closer as his hands travel over his chest. Only a little while longer before he's bound up. He's going to make the most of it.]
Damn... [Breathless and heated, admiring.]