"No, I'm not so sure how I feel about you tying me up. Me tying you up, yes, but no," he said, half cut off by the kiss. He didn't think too much of her arm moving since she was kissing him, a least until it moved away from him, then he was breaking off the kiss and reaching for her wrist to pull it back, frowning. "What are you doing?" Beyond the obvious of trying to hide something.