Zeph was shivering ever so slightly as Zeke fastened his wrists. It wasn't that they hadn't tried various odd things, but the situation felt so very uncommon to him right now. But he didn't mind, not enough to protest anyhow. Having his arms tied up left him so very exposed to Zeke, and he wasn't used to that. Not like this, with limited choices.
He quickly realised what a frustrating position he'd agreed to be put in. Zeke really did have control now. As the other grinded against him, he couldn't keep back a moan, scolding himself in his head. Following the brief kiss, the smirk he gave Zeke wasn't quite as powerful as he usually managed. "You're not hearing it from me."