[He's really doing this. God. Jon steels himself before mounting the stairs and moving out of the Archives and crouching swiftly behind the Reception desk. His whole face feels unpleasantly hot as he looks up at Chris.]
Here. This, um... Just do it quickly, and I'll get under the desk.
[The flustered Archivist shoves a simple locking cock cage and it's associated lock and key into the cleric's hands before turning his attention, reluctantly to undoing his trousers. At least he's wearing fairly mundane underwear today, knowing what he'd be getting himself into.]
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Here. This, um... Just do it quickly, and I'll get under the desk.
[The flustered Archivist shoves a simple locking cock cage and it's associated lock and key into the cleric's hands before turning his attention, reluctantly to undoing his trousers. At least he's wearing fairly mundane underwear today, knowing what he'd be getting himself into.]