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[catches it and blinks at her.

...then starts flipping through it.]

...If you want, I mean. If not I don't mind trading it to someone else.

[ or maybe trying it with aconite first... ]

Aeron has vines for an arm. Yes, I want it.

[definitely looking through the manual with interest.]

[ Ah.

With an almost meek air, something not much common after their time in the library; ]

...I want to try, too.

Then we're agreed.

[pats the bed next to him, holding the manual open.]

Which of these do you want to try?

Are you sure you don't want to try first...?

[ But climbing onto the bed next to him, still clutching the rope in her hand as she leans over to look at the manual as well. ]

[raises an eyebrow]

Being tied up or doing the tying?

Being... tied.

I'm fine with either.

--Just pick one!

Tie me up.

[ A rare blush creeps into her cheeks, pink, as she snatches the manual and flips through it a bit-- before settling on this one(nsfw, obviously). ]

...If that's okay.

[considers it for a moment.]

Yeah, that one's okay.

[ Releases a breath, fingers tightening on the rope. ]

Okay... okay. Get undressed.

[ Standing, setting the manual on the floor and unraveling the coil to measure it out properly... ]

[standing too, skimming out of his clothes completely without shame, then looking to her for more instructions.]

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[ d. don't make me be a dom i just want to tie you up pretty. but no she's. going to try.

She hesitates a moment, before motioning for him to come over. ]

I guess-- kneel down, with your back facing me?

All right.

[heads over then kneels, hands on his knees.]

Your hands behind your back.

[ Reading over the manual while he does this, closely... ]

[puts his hands behind him, tipping his head back to look at her out of the corner of his eye]

[ she is PAYING VERY CLOSE ATTENTION to this manual, gotta do this shit right.

She pauses when she notices he's looking over, and ducks her head, bringing up the length of rope to start by binding his forearms together. ]

[looks ahead, then, completely trusting.]

[ Then up, and around his shoulders and front, then back down-- and she pauses again, to look at the manual.

It's slow going, and she stops frequently, taking a little too much care in keeping the ropes laid flat against his skin, in making sure it's just tight enough-- actually... ]

...How tight do you want it?

[tests it a little, carefully.]

A little tighter?

[ ...

yanks. ]

[SQUAWKS]