Page 31 of Sanctuary After Dark

"Yes, Sir."

"Good boy. Arms up at your sides."

He smiled and nodded approvingly when I lifted my arms out to the side, as he found the middle of the rope. He stepped forward and draped it around my neck before moving to tie a knot at the top of my sternum.

"I'm going to be tying a Hishi Karada on you today. Or the diamond harness. We will leave your arms free to move and unrestrained, but we can easily adjust this in the future if you want to try it. If you feel any tingling or numbness, then you speak up right away. Any sharp pains or if you start to panic, Lincoln will hand me the shears and I can cut you out quickly. Rope can be replaced. You can't."

I nodded after he spoke. I didn't want him to cut the rope, but I could understand it as well.

"Yes, Sir."

He moved quickly and tied five knots down the front of my body. My eyes tracked the movement of his fingers as they deftly tied each knot going down. He was so skilled at what he did, he didn't hesitate at all when tying the knots along my chest and pulling the rope around my body. Once he got to the last knot, he paused and looked up at me.

"Are you comfortable with me putting the rope between your legs, Elias?"

He was kneeling in front of me with his face right in front of my panty-clad crotch. The image alone was enough to make my cock twitch and a blush to rise to my cheeks. Neither one of them had mentioned the fact that I was wearing panties at all. They hadn't mentioned my scars either, and it was refreshing in a way. They accepted me fully, no matter what, and it had me nodding as I looked down at him.

"Green, Sir."

The smile he gave me when I told him I was alright with it was blinding, and it made me smile as well. Lucas's approval washed over me and had me relaxing under his touch instead of tensing like I normally would.

We fell into a rhythm as he moved around my body with the rope and tied it. The lengths pressing into my skin and calming me in a way that I hadn't felt in so long. My mind started to go blank as I just watched his skilled fingers as they moved the rope to where he wanted it and tied the knots. It was as if I went into a bit of a trance as I watched everything that he did.

I could feel my muscles loosening the more he wrapped the rope around me. The pressure of it making me fully aware of how my lungs inflated and deflated with each breath. My eyes felt heavy as I started to relax into the embrace of the rope. Every single thing that Liam had been talking about onstage was happening to me.

I wasn't worried about what Lincoln and Lucas were thinking when they saw my scars. I wasn't thinking about how scary it was to have someone touch me so intimately again as I felt Lucas's fingers brushing over my skin. With each touch, I shivered a bit from the sensation and could feel goosebumps rising.

"That's it, little bunny. Let the rope hold you. I've got you. I'm right here."

I focused on his voice as he spoke to me. Following it as he moved from in front of me to behind me, wrapping the rope and creating the diamond pattern of the body harness. Each time he tightened it, he checked with me to see if it was too tight or not. He was in constant communication with me the entire time. The softness of his voice and the surety of his movements had me sighing happily as I gave up control to him.

By the time he was finishing up with a braid of rope going down my spine, I felt more relaxed than I had in years. My anxiety was almost nonexistent, and I felt like if Lucas stopped touching me, I would either fall over or float away. I wasn't in subspace, but my body felt at peace for the first time since I had met him.

Right now, that was just as good.

Lucas held onto my hips as he stood in front of me. I looked up at his gorgeous face and just smiled softly. His eyes were soft with compassion, and his mouth answered mine with a smile of its own.

"You look beautiful in my ropes, little bunny. How do you feel?"

Humming a little in thought, I tried to file through my thoughts to answer him.

"Good, Sir. It feels really good. Relaxing and like a hug, just as Liam said."

Lucas smiled even brighter before looking over my shoulder and nodding. I turned my head slightly and noticed Lincoln walking up behind me. His hand was warm as he placed it on the small of my back.

"You were made to wear rope, mo laoch."

His voice was a bit deeper when he spoke, and I couldn't help the shiver that went through my body as I felt him lean in and run his nose along my shoulder and up the side of my neck.

"Fuck… you're testing my self-control right now, standing here wrapped up like a perfect little present in Luke's ropes and those panties."

My breath caught in my throat as I heard him. I blinked in confusion for a moment.

He wanted me? Really?

Without the anxiety and nerves coursing through my body, I turned around to face him. His hand went from the small of my back to my waist as he looked down at me, and I could see the way his eyes darkened with lust. His other hand came up to run his knuckles across my cheek, and I closed my eyes and leaned into the touch with a soft sigh.

"Sir..."