He’d been planning on pinning his wrists above his head with his hand, but cuffs are so much more efficient, and it’s a ringing endorsement from Rama himself to proceed. He looks through the bag at his waist and finds the handcuffs, as shiny and pristine as the buttons on his coat or medals pinned to his chest, and ‘inspects’ them closely to understand the locking mechanism. They’re different than what he’s used to, more intricate but clearly easier to operate.
“A practical inspection then,” he nods, snapping them around both wrists easily. “Keep your hands up. If they drop…”
He has to think of a threat, but when one doesn’t come to mind he settles for a stern Look. His hand goes to Rama’s trousers again, this time the buttons and then his drawers, stepping close to him as he pushes both pieces down his hips. He growls low in his throat and kisses along that bare jaw.
no subject
He’d been planning on pinning his wrists above his head with his hand, but cuffs are so much more efficient, and it’s a ringing endorsement from Rama himself to proceed. He looks through the bag at his waist and finds the handcuffs, as shiny and pristine as the buttons on his coat or medals pinned to his chest, and ‘inspects’ them closely to understand the locking mechanism. They’re different than what he’s used to, more intricate but clearly easier to operate.
“A practical inspection then,” he nods, snapping them around both wrists easily. “Keep your hands up. If they drop…”
He has to think of a threat, but when one doesn’t come to mind he settles for a stern Look. His hand goes to Rama’s trousers again, this time the buttons and then his drawers, stepping close to him as he pushes both pieces down his hips. He growls low in his throat and kisses along that bare jaw.