[ Knots hold fast, rope is firm, and the ties and loops that Bull weaves with his fingers seem to hold Dorian rather than bite in, which already makes this experience a little more noteworthy than others. It's the lack of give, the confidence.
He glances back over a shoulder at that instruction, a soft exhalation that might have been some form of dry, ironic laugh ('don't worry,' says the Ben-Hassrath [the joke being, he's not worried]) had he any room to laugh.
But Dorian does as bid, leaning. Through the rope, Bull can get a sense of body language too -- coiled and ready, a controlled strength from bent knee to hip so as to put the weight properly on where Bull holds him, muscles as tightly binding as the rope that secures his arms behind him. Less within Dorian's control: the steady flow of blood, half-hard and weighted between his legs. His breathing is becoming more deliberate. ]
I could burn my way out of it, [ he muses, teasing. ]
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He glances back over a shoulder at that instruction, a soft exhalation that might have been some form of dry, ironic laugh ('don't worry,' says the Ben-Hassrath [the joke being, he's not worried]) had he any room to laugh.
But Dorian does as bid, leaning. Through the rope, Bull can get a sense of body language too -- coiled and ready, a controlled strength from bent knee to hip so as to put the weight properly on where Bull holds him, muscles as tightly binding as the rope that secures his arms behind him. Less within Dorian's control: the steady flow of blood, half-hard and weighted between his legs. His breathing is becoming more deliberate. ]
I could burn my way out of it, [ he muses, teasing. ]