[Despite the futility of it, Silco continued to twist and jerk his wrists where they were bound, trying to find some way to pull one or both free. It held fast, and never let it be said that he didn't invest in quality fabrics regardless of it being to his detriment currently.]
I don't want a new one. I have this one.
[This was the chair that he had once spent most of his nights sleeping in. He's managed political maneuverings, assassinations, thwarted enemies and rivals from this vantage point. This was where he was most comfortable, and it was less a dislike for the damage to his furniture and more that it was focusing him on the act of offering complaint over stamping down the anxiety of his current position. He had been tied up before, and he knew that Richard was prying control away from him using physicality.
He twitched his head and neck away from the gloved finger stroking the recent injury to his neck. He breathed harder than plainly necessary for this situation, and the pain from the wound was a reminder of how he had nearly lost complete control. He stared at his lover, slowly calming again as the familiar act which reminded him of the most recent time in Richard's office. A superior chair was making things worthwhile at the very least.
He tipped his chin up and slightly away, showing defiance.]
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Date: 2024-12-30 02:06 am (UTC)I don't want a new one. I have this one.
[This was the chair that he had once spent most of his nights sleeping in. He's managed political maneuverings, assassinations, thwarted enemies and rivals from this vantage point. This was where he was most comfortable, and it was less a dislike for the damage to his furniture and more that it was focusing him on the act of offering complaint over stamping down the anxiety of his current position. He had been tied up before, and he knew that Richard was prying control away from him using physicality.
He twitched his head and neck away from the gloved finger stroking the recent injury to his neck. He breathed harder than plainly necessary for this situation, and the pain from the wound was a reminder of how he had nearly lost complete control. He stared at his lover, slowly calming again as the familiar act which reminded him of the most recent time in Richard's office. A superior chair was making things worthwhile at the very least.
He tipped his chin up and slightly away, showing defiance.]
My hands free and you naked.