Jedao twitches and shudders, groaning softly at the praise, and the rope holds him. It doesn't matter if he strains against them, it doesn't matter, it won't get him anywhere. Precome slides down his dick and he relaxes back against the bench with a deep sigh, giving Astarion a dopey smile.
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Date: 2024-05-09 01:34 am (UTC)"Yes. Want to hurt like you want."