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Yes, that was good. He even had enough room to lift his hips and thrust against Michael’s palm.
“Nope!”
Michael squealed as Finn lifted him off the floor.
Jackson cried out at the loss. He could have totally come from that!
Finn stood, holding Michael and glaring at Jackson.
“What?” Jackson asked with a smirk. “That wasn’t in the rules. You didn’t say we couldn’t do that.”
“It was implied,” Finn said.
He shrugged the best he could with his hands tied. “Sorry?”
“You will be,” Finn growled. “Now it’s bath time.”
“Bubbles!” Michael clapped happily.
And Jackson had just lost his accomplice. Finn was pretty fucking sneaky.
Finn strode out of the room and back toward the bedroom he’d changed Michael in earlier.
“Hey!” Jackson yelled. “What about me?”
No answer. Jackson could try getting out of the cuffs again but his wrists kind of did hurt. And it wasn’t like he really wanted to go anywhere. Except to take a piss. He did need to do that.
“I need to pee!” he shouted.
Still nothing.
Fucker.
Finn was totally doing this on purpose. Well of course he was. Jackson was being punished. Supposedly. In reality, Jackson felt loved and pampered. He would never allow Finn to treat him the way that Michael was being spoiled, but somehow being tied to the chair made it all okay.
Weird? Absolutely. Jackson let himself enjoy this.
“Now what are you hollering about?” Finn asked as he stomped back into the living room.
“I have to take a piss,” Jackson informed him. Again.
“Right.” Finn bent and undid the cuffs around Jackson’s ankles.
Jackson would never admit to missing the tightness.
As Finn moved on to undo Jackson’s wrists, Jackson mentally cursed his bladder. That was until the leather cuffs came off the chair and Finn snapped them together in front of Jackson.
He looked down confused. “What?”
“Did you think that was it? That I wouldn’t keep my word?”
“You can’t just keep me tied up.” He couldn’t, could he?
“Are you sure about that, boy?” Finn challenged.
No, he wasn’t.
“Because I know all your friends. Everyone that you are close to. Do you think they’re going to stop me?”
