[ There's an amused non-commital noise as Dorian perches himself on the bed, and it's worth taking a moment just to admire the pretty picture he makes. All that taut muscle and tone, the way the candlelight warms the copper of his skin, and the anticipation being held there. Just waiting for what comes next.
He's curious, he'd admit, about the time long past when Dorian had last let himself be tied. Who he might have trusted to that extent. Now's not the time to delve into it.
The floor creaks under his weight as he moves closer, gathering up the length of rope and considering just how much he has to work with here. Knots will shorten it considerably, but there's enough to circle his chest, to bind his arms to his side. Or at his back. He rests his palm against the curve of Dorian's spine, smoothing down testingly, as though to gauge just how long he can keep himself that tight.
Then the rope slips up, around his chest and over his shoulders, before his fingers carefully work the first knot into place with practiced ease. It slithers smooth against his skin, nothing to catch or itch or cause more discomfort than need be. When it comes time to encircle his wrists, he doesn't ask. Merely tugs them into position behind him.
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He's curious, he'd admit, about the time long past when Dorian had last let himself be tied. Who he might have trusted to that extent. Now's not the time to delve into it.
The floor creaks under his weight as he moves closer, gathering up the length of rope and considering just how much he has to work with here. Knots will shorten it considerably, but there's enough to circle his chest, to bind his arms to his side. Or at his back. He rests his palm against the curve of Dorian's spine, smoothing down testingly, as though to gauge just how long he can keep himself that tight.
Then the rope slips up, around his chest and over his shoulders, before his fingers carefully work the first knot into place with practiced ease. It slithers smooth against his skin, nothing to catch or itch or cause more discomfort than need be. When it comes time to encircle his wrists, he doesn't ask. Merely tugs them into position behind him.
He wanted to relinquish control, after all. ]