He sees the alarm flash in her eyes and regrets asking, he nearly reaches out for her...but she steels herself and replies anyway. He finds he can only admire her more for the strength in that. It makes her uncomfortable, this admission, and his heart swells with that. His smile is gentle as he regards her and, after a moment of silence, he offers her his hand.
They should rise and dry off before the water becomes uncomfortably chilly.
"If...you would like, and it does not discomfit you to have me render such care, I would be happy to provide it." He rises but leaves his hand out for her still. "I rarely dominate and, in truth, find less allure in it than most things...but I have always enjoyed caring for people who need it...and sometimes a firm touch is needed."
Ah, but this is very heavy. Heavier than his fragile heart will tolerate for too long.
"That I might truss you up and hang you like a lovely work of art is, additionally, very appealing. Though where I will find a satisfactory length of black silken rope, I've no idea."
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They should rise and dry off before the water becomes uncomfortably chilly.
"If...you would like, and it does not discomfit you to have me render such care, I would be happy to provide it." He rises but leaves his hand out for her still. "I rarely dominate and, in truth, find less allure in it than most things...but I have always enjoyed caring for people who need it...and sometimes a firm touch is needed."
Ah, but this is very heavy. Heavier than his fragile heart will tolerate for too long.
"That I might truss you up and hang you like a lovely work of art is, additionally, very appealing. Though where I will find a satisfactory length of black silken rope, I've no idea."