[The pull of that leg against his hips draws a brief laugh out of Max, before he remembers the role he's supposed to be playing.
He tsks and grabs Peter's head by the hair in one quick motion, faster than he looks like he should be able to move. Now he leans in close, mouth hovering over Peter's exposed throat, reminiscent of the way a vampire might hover before plunging in for the bite. But Max holds back, his breath tantalizing and hot against his captive's skin.]
Keep giving me lip like that and I'll make you wait as punishment.
[With more quick motions, Peter will find himself stripped of any remaining garments. Max wants to see leather gleaming against bare skin. Peter does look so good in leather after all.
With that done, Max captures Peter's wrist one then the other. His grip is incredibly strong as he drags then down into position. If Peter decides to put up any resistance, Max will press his body weight down to keep him still. But Max suspects by the way Peter's voice breaks that he'll be a good boy.
Once the cuffs and leg straps are all properly buckled, Max uses one finger to check their tightness, like checking the girth of a horse's saddle. When he finds it satisfactory he sits back a moment to admire his work.]
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He tsks and grabs Peter's head by the hair in one quick motion, faster than he looks like he should be able to move. Now he leans in close, mouth hovering over Peter's exposed throat, reminiscent of the way a vampire might hover before plunging in for the bite. But Max holds back, his breath tantalizing and hot against his captive's skin.]
Keep giving me lip like that and I'll make you wait as punishment.
[With more quick motions, Peter will find himself stripped of any remaining garments. Max wants to see leather gleaming against bare skin. Peter does look so good in leather after all.
With that done, Max captures Peter's wrist one then the other. His grip is incredibly strong as he drags then down into position. If Peter decides to put up any resistance, Max will press his body weight down to keep him still. But Max suspects by the way Peter's voice breaks that he'll be a good boy.
Once the cuffs and leg straps are all properly buckled, Max uses one finger to check their tightness, like checking the girth of a horse's saddle. When he finds it satisfactory he sits back a moment to admire his work.]
Now, isn't that a pretty picture?