Seth Hajji (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lettuce_rejoice) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
He breathed a little sigh when Shae pulled away to deal with the handcuffs. It was kind of a mixture of relief and... well he wasn't sure what else but really, he could only take so much teasing. He was already rather painfully hard. But whatever he'd been feeling was taken from him with the feel of cool metal around one wrist. Shae was something law enforcement but Mirza had no idea what - he could tell that just from the way the man used the cuffs. The way his arm was moved was nearly painful but was mostly surprising. His hands gripped at the headboard as they were secured, trying to keep from resting too much on the cuffs themselves. That would only lead to bad things.
Mirza was hopeful when that button on his partner's jeans came undone but that hope changed into something else rather quickly. There was an intense feeling of helplessness that struck him quite suddenly but that was part of the game and it just added to the overall pleasure that Shae was torturing him with. "Fffuck," he hissed, arching his hips towards his new lover, struggling against the cuffs he had brought upon himself.
There was one thing he could do though... His legs were still free. Practiced as he was with movements of the body, he wrapped his legs around Shae's body and pulled him down and a bit closer. "Stop teasing and fuck me, you evil bastard," there wasn't exactly any venom in his words. Just pure desperation and lust.