Trying to psych himself back up, Syx looked around to bedroom and spied what Wayne had pointed out. Biting his lip, he crossed the room and ran a finger over the mounts. Looking back over his shoulder, he nodded, “Handy.”
He wondered who was in the harness more often, from what Harrison had told him in bits and pieces, he guessed it was more often used on the hero.
Cocking a hip, he grinned as he took the opportunity to get a good view of Harrison in Wayne’s grip, “Let’s get this beautiful little captive in his restraints then,” he bit his lip, nervous and excited as noticed the bulge, “And you out of those jeans. That can’t be comfortable.”
His own hand smoothed down is hip as his stomach fluttered. He felt so sensitive as he shifted his stance, eager for the start of touching and exploration and just as cautious about this happening with new people, especially as the one he was partially familiar with was nearly out of commission with lustful submission.
Even in his lusty haze, Harrison is well aware of being scooped into Wayne’s arms. Instinctively he curls into his mate’s chest, as he has a hundred times before. Wayne’s great big arms always make him feel delicate and small, and in his submissive state, he relishes that feeling more than usual. The familiar gesture and smell of his mate helps to ground him amid the scent of runaway blue lust, and he searches Wayne’s face for….. something. Part of him is well aware that this is a big new experience for his bashful boy, and he takes advantage of his free hand to rest it over Wayne’s heart.
“Is… is this okay?” he asks Wayne as they enter the bedroom. He is loving every second, but he doesn’t want to push his mate too far. “Colors if you’re not okay?”
[He smiles appreciatively down at his partner. It’s reassuring thing that his own worries are able to still get through to Harrison, but it also makes him concerned that he’s accidentally going to muddy the whole thing with his perpetual insecurities.] Yeah, everything is green, love. You just wait here and maybe entertain Syx for a moment while I get things ready.
[Gently setting Harrison or the bed Wayne turns his attention back to Syx. Almost challengingly, he strips out of both his pants and his underwear, going against Syx’s suggested order of doing things. It’s only not a challenge because it makes more sense to Wayne to be naked first and isn’t done out of spite. He gives Syx a second to see what he has to offer before striding off to retrieve their main cache of toys.]
[It overly takes a few moments for him to come back with the box and hop weightlessly up onto the bed with the restraint straps. This is where the naked first part comes into play as he gives them both a great view of his muscular backside while he reaches up to feed the straps through the brackets and down to equally sturdy eyelets hidden just behind either side of the headboard. And just like that the wrist restraints are ready.]
Syx nodded subtly as he picked up on the safe words, that was a good plan. He had more familiarity with it in reading than in practice, but it seemed straight forward. Watching Wayne undress, he bit his finger with an appreciative murmur. The man’s cock was quite a bit more human looking that what he’d known from his own Wayne, but that would just make it easier to take. He was practically drooling at the thought of forcing that length down his throat.
As Wayne set about hooking up the harness, Syx moved to get a good view, one hand wandering between his legs to stroke his slit. Eyes hooded he leaned over Harrison and took the blue man’s chin gently.
“I can’t wait to see you all tied up for us,” his fingers traced the length of Harrison’s long neck as he claimed his lips with a kiss.
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