He licked his lips as Carrick sat back up and unbuttoned his shirt. Russ practically panted his need. That dark curl of his lover's lips was so beautiful. Russell let out a soft moan as Carrick climbed off him to get their ropes. Gods how he loved to have his hands restrained. To be completely at the mercy of his ancient lover. He swallowed hard, licking his lips before he answered, "Please... "
A shiver wracked his body at the dark promises in Carrick's voice. "Yes. Please, take me any way you want. I'm all yours." Eagerly he held his hands up to be tied. The silk ropes were so soft and strong. Even so, Russ could break the ties easily. But it wasn't about that. It was about willing submission. Controlling himself, losing himself.
"Please, Carrick... I need you so much." As if he couldn't tell by Russ's hard length pressing against his ass. Hot cock against cook skin. "Please... I need you to fuck me," he begged, knowing how much playing into this shared fantasy would excite Carrick.