[ The next text that comes has Noctis actually biting his own lip. He can feel himself just begin to harden in his boxers as he reads over the words. He wants to touch himself, but he can't. His alpha hasn't given him permission yet.
He shifts again in his harness and the leather tugs again at the sensitive nubs at his chest. Maybe he should.... ]
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Date: 2017-02-21 04:35 am (UTC)He shifts again in his harness and the leather tugs again at the sensitive nubs at his chest. Maybe he should.... ]
》Are you almost home?
[And then soon after he types again.]
》Make it as tight as you want.