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[alwayskayaking]

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You've reached Tim Stoker. I'm out at the moment. Leave me a message and I'll return your call soon.

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[nuntius]

[ Yes, that works. It's returned, long and slow, blinking when Tim pulls away, a little dazed but certainly pulled more into the moment.

Sit he does, fingers picking at the buttons of his shirt, one by one until it's open, eyes flicking up, smile a little coy. ]

Like this?

[alwayskayaking]

Exactly like this. [Tim hums with a warm smile. His hand coming forward to brush his fingertips against Castiel's chest. Slowly pushing his tips up towards the angel's shoulder before sliding the shirt off of his shoulders. Once they're exposed, Tim leans in to place a kiss on that shoulder. Even givign it a small, playful bite.]

Now, put your hands in front of you. Wrists together.

[nuntius]

[ He twitches under fingertips and lips, muscles jumping, shifting on the bed. He holds his hands out as instructed, wrists together, clasping his fingers to hold them there. ]

[alwayskayaking]

[Moving slow, Tim begins to tie Castiel's wrists together. He does it slowly so that Castiel does have a chance to tell him to stop if he wishes it. He doesn't think he will, but it is his first time. He could get overwhelmed.

Tim makes sure the rope is tight, but not comfortably so.] How's that, not too tight?

[nuntius]

No, it's fine.

[ He flexes his fingers a little, giving an experimental tug, but not too much. He doesn't actually want to break out of his bonds. ]

[alwayskayaking]

Good. [Putting a hand on Castiel's shoulder he encourages him to lay back and get comfortable. He puts on a show of slicking up his fingers with lube before he starts to work the angel open.]