[Yup, there he goes, beet red and wishing he could hide it, but there's no coat collar to duck behind and his hands are still bound fast, so he's stuck just blushing and grumbling about it.]
...But. Yeah, I think so. You want to let me loose, or —
[He adjusts his arms a bit again, fiddling.]
Actually, I think I could probably do it without, if you come up here. C'mere, lemme give you a kiss. Down there.
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[Yup, there he goes, beet red and wishing he could hide it, but there's no coat collar to duck behind and his hands are still bound fast, so he's stuck just blushing and grumbling about it.]
...But. Yeah, I think so. You want to let me loose, or —
[He adjusts his arms a bit again, fiddling.]
Actually, I think I could probably do it without, if you come up here. C'mere, lemme give you a kiss. Down there.