He smells like artificial strawberries.
"Stop smelling me."
My head tilted away and my lips pursed. "I wasn't."
"Uh huh." Morgan grabbed me by my collar and pulled it up so I'd look at him. "How does it feel so far?"
"It's good." I mumbled, letting my eyes trail over the red ropes that were slowly starting to entangle on my body.
"Yeah?" He thumbed at the newest knot he made. "Caesar's better at using ropes, I might ask him to do it." He spoke lowly, probably talking to himself more than me but I still nodded.
Caesar didn't show any signs that he heard.
I was sitting naked on our bed, waiting patiently like a good boy while Morgan worked on tying my body up. "I'm gonna make them pretty." He told me yesterday, just after my heat ended.
Pretty?
Now that he's started, I could see som
