Of course, there are always repercussions, Tiger…
Jim threw open the door, and stood in the doorway, breathing - he reminded himself of something from a horror film at that moment.
Only… was he the monster?
Of course he was… he stepped into the room, and kicked the door shut behind him.
“It’s been a couple of days, darling… I hope we haven’t gotten complacent, Tiger?”
Jim stalked toward him. “I expect that even without restraints, you’ll be obedient, Sebastian…” He stared up at him and stroked his face.
“But you just look so pretty in chains, I can’t resist…” he purred, and his hand tightened on his jaw. “Get over to the wall,” he ordered, then kissed him hard.
Face up close to his, Jim gazed into his eyes and whispered, “What the fuck are you waiting for?”