"That's assuming you can make me beg," Adrian said with a small grin, the smug look wiped off of his face when Stephen kissed him, knowing exactly how to manipulate him. He moaned softly when Stephen's hand slid against his crack, rocking up against Stephen's crotch and feeling a little off-kilter when he pulled away. "Okay, you might have a point there," he agreed.
"All these presents for me? You know, I think you're starting to spoil me," he replied, putting the cuffs on his wrists and fastening them. He leaned forwards, threading the chain through the bedhead before attaching it to both cuffs, happy that Stephen really wasnt going to be able to touch him.
He moved back down, leaning down to kiss Stephen, wanting to take his mind off of the fact that he was bound when he knew Stephen hated it. "Love you," he whispered between kisses, hand snaking down to curl around Stephen's cock. "So fucking much."