(Honestly don't remember what the hell I had in mind when I was writing this...if we thought up something please remind me, if not I'm just throwing shit together and hoping it's enough XP)
Chuckling darkly, Kaden took a moment to relish in the feeling of Deiru's warm hands roaming over his chest, taking in a deep heavy breath, and then running his fingertips along the other demons neck. "Then be a good boy and hold still."
Dropping what was in his hands, Kaden untangled the mess of buckles and straps before sliding one into his hands. Reaching around Deiru's ass, the older demon smirked and gave it a harsh squeeze before looping the leather beneath him and around his hips, tightening the buckles around both of his thighs and hipbones, trying his best to keep his eyes off of the piercing's brandishing his incredible body before giving one final tug at the harness.
"Not done. Stay." Kaden commanded sternly. Grabbing another, he slid it beneath his boyfriend again and hooked it around his chest, connecting it through a few loops before moving onto the restraints. "I'm not going to let you know what I'm doing with you until you're tied up." Kaden's fingers traced over Deiru's wrists, showing two more on the side for his ankles.
"You trust me?" Kaden muttered with his eyes completely focused on the man before him.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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