description: "You’d better not think about it. If you don’t want to be tied up." Instead of answering, she bit Nathaniel’s fingers.
He lowered his head slowly and put his head against her forehead.
The more anxious the purple eyes of Kyrie were, the more ecstatic his seemed to be.
"Take off your clothes on your own." Nathaniel smiled fiercely, looking down at his broken sleeve. "You’ll get a leash if you do something stupid again."
aight.