"You couldn't have. Not when you were already hooked. You sense of curiosity does tend to keep you attached to things, my dear." Fletcher smirked slightly. "Now you've all sorts of ideas about what devilish things I am capable of...and yet you run toward me. What an interesting outcome that turned out to be."
Laughing softly, Fletcher nodded in agreement with Tiberius' words. "I did rather enjoy it, yes."
"Safe words, indeed, Buttercup." He couldn't help but laugh as he looked at him. "Not that we've actually used them. The amount of marks he leaves with..." He smirked again. "I'm surprised his healer friend doesn't have a fit."
Lifting his shoulders in a shrug, he leaned back. "I can ask the next time I see him. I think we're due for desk sex in the near future." He glanced over at him. "So how jealous are you right now?"