Mir mouthed along his neck, nipping and leaving marks, never hard enough to break the skin. But he was leaving a nice trail of bruises. He knew he should get a more permanent marking on his pets. Maybe he was ask around. He was itching to get another tattoo himself.
"How would that be fair?" he grinned, leaning back, as his hands trailed over Emrys bound ones. "I just spent so much time on the binds. Maybe I want you bound like this forever, would you like that?" Of course he wouldn't but he still liked the idea. "Stand up, I want to taste that wonderful cock of yours." He licked is lips.