[ Karnon grins as Taryon settles beside him, and he cups the blond man's chin to pull him into a kiss. His tongue forces its way past Tary's lips, the thick muscle tasting, claiming, possessing. One hand reaches around Tary, finding the ropes keeping his hands bound and untying them.
As he leans back and breaks the kiss, his other hand hooks in the collar, keeping the younger man from pulling away for the moment. ]
I'm going to give you a chance to please me. Do a good job, and I might go easy on your punishment. Disappoint me, and... well, I recommend you don't.
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As he leans back and breaks the kiss, his other hand hooks in the collar, keeping the younger man from pulling away for the moment. ]
I'm going to give you a chance to please me. Do a good job, and I might go easy on your punishment. Disappoint me, and... well, I recommend you don't.