Chris watches him, amusement bubbling up in him and likely showing in his eyes even as he keeps the rest of himself composed.
Were it an honest mistake, he might have simply corrected and moved on, instead there's that playfulness which means it's somewhat intentional, at least. For that, Hawke earns a light swat from the back of Chris' fingers on his ass as the cleric circles around him.
"Straighten up, a hand on each post, if you please. A brat doesn't get rewards, handsome. Not tonight." Maybe another night, but tonight he's feeling that edge that makes him want to tame, even if this is tame as far as being a brat was concerned. "Legs shoulder width, if you can't keep your own weight during this, you'll get nothing more the rest of the night and you'll simply have to accept being tied up while I pleasure myself in front of you instead."
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Were it an honest mistake, he might have simply corrected and moved on, instead there's that playfulness which means it's somewhat intentional, at least. For that, Hawke earns a light swat from the back of Chris' fingers on his ass as the cleric circles around him.
"Straighten up, a hand on each post, if you please. A brat doesn't get rewards, handsome. Not tonight." Maybe another night, but tonight he's feeling that edge that makes him want to tame, even if this is tame as far as being a brat was concerned. "Legs shoulder width, if you can't keep your own weight during this, you'll get nothing more the rest of the night and you'll simply have to accept being tied up while I pleasure myself in front of you instead."
Now that was a thought...