Arthur/Robert. Arthur seems like the type to remain completely in control whilst in bed, and Robert seems like the type to want to give it up completely. Handcuff bondage (the metal kind that dig into and can cut one's wrists) and some breathplay, Arthur topping.
The handcuffs were cold when they first clicked and ground shut around his wrists, but now they have warmed, and his skin has adapted, so that they feel merely liked improperly fitted gloves - an annoyance only in odd moments. It is not as if he is used to such gloves, though. He is accustomed to quality
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the hanged man 1/3kasuchans_v2August 12 2010, 17:51:55 UTC
Arthur picks him up at a bar just off the edge of campus, blue-eyed pale-skinned Robert Fischer, who sits in his classes in perfectly tailored shirts, knees pressed together, the shallow curves of his lips just wanting to be bruised. Robert is all angles, sharp corners that don't seem like they should fit together. Incomplete, like he's waiting for someone to shake the pieces into place
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Arthur/Robert. Arthur seems like the type to remain completely in control whilst in bed, and Robert seems like the type to want to give it up completely. Handcuff bondage (the metal kind that dig into and can cut one's wrists) and some breathplay, Arthur topping.
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(fffffffkgdaasdf, Sydney, wrists, unf)
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Sexy and well done. More please.
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