"Oh fuck," he moaned, his body arching off the bed at the contact. His erection was aching, and the suckling was doing nothing to relieve the pressure. If anything it was just increasing it, making Reed feel out of control, which he supposed was the entire point. Reed was so used to taking control it was almost a relief to be able to truly let go when tied up. He could let his whole body thrash against the bed and he didn't have to worry about hurting Emerson, or anything else happening.
Okay, so there were probably more upsides than downsides to the scarves.