Throughout the majority of Caleb’s stay here, when given the choice between being good and being a little shit, Caleb has chosen to be good. So he really can not help himself from lightly smirking and parroting Daniel’s entire speech back to him.
"Tonight's rules - again, I want you to be honest with me. If you don't want to answer a question, tell me. If you don't want to do something, tell me. If you need me to stop, definitely tell me. I expect you to follow my orders and there will be consequences if you don't. If you're not sure of what I'm asking you to do, you can ask questions." He pauses. "Actually, you're welcome to speak and ask questions any time, unless I explicitly say I don't want you talking. You're also allowed to ask for something you want, but whether I give it to you depends on my mood."
Caleb lowers his eyes after and murmurs, “My memory is very good.”
"That is good, well done." He pats Caleb's cheeks, more amused than anything by the impudence Caleb has to mimic him. "Now that we've gotten out of the way..."
He rakes his eyes up and down Caleb's body, something shifting in his body language to be more... intense, more dominant. "Get those clothes off. I want you naked and on the bed."
Red flares across Caleb's cheeks, from both the praise directed towards him and the slight condescension he feels at the pat to his cheek. Shuddering as Daniel's body language shifts, Caleb is quick to comply with his directions, long fingers deftly unbuckling his book holster and shrugging it off to carefully set aside. The rest of his clothing comes off quicker, chosen for this purpose, and with no special care.
Without them Caleb is lean, with long arms and strong legs, body covered by a sea of freckles and smidge of red chest hair. The scars he showed earlier in the day were just the beginning, both forearms covered with thirty thin scars while the rest of his body holds the magically healed and faded scars from the serious injuries he has accumulated since starting his travel with the Nein.
With one last glance at Daniel, Caleb moves to the bed to gingerly sit before sliding back and patiently waiting for his next instruction.
"Very good." Daniel's eyes never leave his body, wolfish and hungry as he reveals all of that lovely freckled skin. When Caleb turns away from him to get on the bed he gives him a smack on the arse - playful, not punishing, just a light sting.
"Move right up close to the headboard, love." Daniel grabs two sets of large cuffs and one of the smaller coils of rope before joining Caleb on the bed. "We're going to do what's called a frog tie - it'll spread your legs wide open for me, keep you exposed so I'll be able to do exactly what I want. Hands first, though - raise them up above your head for me."
He's hardly done anything to earn it, but it is still nice to hear the praise from Daniel. Of course, it is even better to feel the smack of his hand. His blush spreading in the short time that his back is to Daniel as Caleb climbs on the bed.
Caleb slides up to the headboard, dutifully following directions and raising his hands above his head, "I like the sound of that, do you know many of these ties?"
Daniel's hands move quickly and expertly, tying Caleb's wrists together with the rope. "I do, yeah. I've had a lot of experience in tying people up over the years, I took a few courses." Education is important! Even when it's education in tying people up and having your wicked way with them.
He lets go for a moment. "How is that, not too tight? Any tingling or numbness in your fingers?"
Caleb looks up at Daniel's face at his answer, amused by the idea of a course just for tying people up, and the look he wears while using his skills on Caleb. In his youth that had been part of on the job training, not its own class.
Caleb carefully wiggles his fingers, moving his wrists within their bounds. "They are fine." He has spent enough time restrained over the years to know when his hands would be poorly affected.
Daniel shrugs at the look on Caleb's face. "Yes, they've got courses for it. Basic stuff like this and much fancier. I'd love to do some shibari with you sometime." Caleb would look beautiful in the more elaborate styles of rope bondage. This is mostly just functional.
"Good." It's just a couple more knots to secure Caleb's hands to the headboard - he appreciates the fact that it's got several clear loops to tie people to. The fey think of everything, don't they? "Now, lift your knees up for me, darling."
"I have heard that one mentioned, but I do not recognize it?" Matt had mentioned it in passing previously, for another to bring it up made him even more curious.
Caleb shivers as Daniel moves away, leaving his hands attached to the headboard. He tugs at the restraints, half-testing and partially to feel a shiver of desire run down his back at the feeling. With a pleased sigh, Caleb lays his back against the headboard and draws his knees up.
"It's a style of art bondage, a little more elaborate than this functional stuff. The goal is to look pretty and keep you very secure." Daniel might be a little rusty on it. It was something he did for fun, not for his clients, and before coming here he hadn't fucked for fun for almost a decade.
"Mmm, look at you, enjoying yourself already." Daniel strokes his fingers up Caleb's thigh, light as a feather. He picks up one of the sets of cuffs and slides one loop up Caleb's calf, tightening and securing it a ways down from the knee. The other loop goes around his thigh, ensuring that he can't straighten his leg.
"Interesting," He was not sure why people were so interested in putting him in something meant to be art, but he did like the idea of secure.
Very much liked the idea of secure judging by the goosebumps that followed the fingers sliding up Caleb's thigh. He has enough sense to keep an eye on the cuffs Daniel is using, if the worst came to pass then he would be able to burn through the rope and release himself.
"It can be fun with the right person. Maybe we can try it sometime." It's because you're pretty, Caleb. Everyone wants to put you on display.
The cuffs are dark green leather and lined with soft material to make sure they don't irritate the skin. They're fastened with snaps rather than buckles or locks - easier to get off in a hurry, if necessary. Once the cuffs are secure on his leg, he takes one of the trailing ends of the arm rope and slips it through another loop on the headboard and then a D-ring on the thigh cuff. He'll pull on the rope, pulling Caleb's leg up and out, spreading it to the side to expose him.
"Maybe," The idea is tempting, very tempting, but he would have to see how this night went before committing to anything.
The dark green is pretty next to his pale skin, and much more comfortable than he had been expecting. It made sense, most of the people who had tied him in the past had not cared much for his own pleasure. He visibly shudders when Daniel begins pulling the rope from his arms through the D-ring, not even having considered that there would be more.
His face is burning as Daniel finishes pulling on the rope. This position is vulnerable and has him so very exposed with no way of hiding, and gods does Caleb like it. His dick twitching its way to life at the thought of how he'll feel fully displayed.
Daniel ties it off at an angle that won't be uncomfortable but will definitely leave him open for anyone to see - even if the only one here to look is Daniel. He runs his fingers down the inside of his thigh and skirts them around the base of his cock. "Look at you, loving this already. You're going to be so pretty when you're all done up for me."
Caleb's leg twitches at Daniel's touch, breath stuttering at how even that little movement reminds him of the restraints. Caleb breathes through the temptation to twitch his hips, through his desire to guide Daniel's hand closer to his cock, allowing himself to just enjoy what he is given as he sighs out, "Ja, I do."
He does't know about pretty, he'd spent too long avoiding the sight of himself to ever think that Caleb Widogast is pretty. Maybe arousing, but pretty was for good things. Leaning his head back on the headboard, bright eyes watched Daniel's face as Caleb solemnly assures the older man, "I am going to be very good for you."
"You already are, darling." He gets to work on the other side now, cuffing his leg and tying it up, leaving Caleb helpless to cover himself in any way, as exposed and vulnerable as he could wish. He sits back to survey his work with intense satisfaction. "There we are. Look at you, pet, all shown off for me. How do you feel? Do you like being on display like this?"
Daniel likes it a lot. Caleb's so sweet and shy that knowing he won't be able to hide is delightful.
Caleb shudders at Daniel's reassurance that he is already being good, knowing that if they were any further along those words would have earned Daniel a soft whine.
The look on Daniel's face, satisfaction with how Caleb looks done up in his ropes, allows him to answer truthfully, "Vulnerable..." He wiggles, feeling the delightful feeling of helplessness this position puts him in. He takes time to wet his lips, the blush on his face spreading down his neck and to the top of his chest as he makes himself admit, "I do, I like this very much."
Daniel had told him about the position, but being told was nothing on the reality of being so open to however the older man wanted to play with him. Fuck, he loved it.
"Mmm, you certainly are. You can't stop me from any terrible thing I might want to do with you." He leans in to squeeze one of his nipples between his forefinger and thumb, rolling the nub of flesh slowly. "The question is, of course, what to do with you first. Do I ravish you? Do I add a little more decoration and enjoy the sight... I suppose I could always save you for later, I do have some reading to do..."
It's such a tough choice with someone as delightful and willing as Caleb. He wonders if he'll express a preference or if he really will just let Daniel do exactly as he pleases.
Caleb shivers in his restraints at that reminder, moaning at the squeeze as he gently arcs his back. The possibilities are endless, and Caleb would be down for most of them, but he has been waiting all day for this. "My vote is for ravishment," Caleb looks up at Daniel through thick lashes, voice soft and beguiling, "but I am here for your pleasure."
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"Tonight's rules - again, I want you to be honest with me. If you don't want to answer a question, tell me. If you don't want to do something, tell me. If you need me to stop, definitely tell me. I expect you to follow my orders and there will be consequences if you don't. If you're not sure of what I'm asking you to do, you can ask questions." He pauses. "Actually, you're welcome to speak and ask questions any time, unless I explicitly say I don't want you talking. You're also allowed to ask for something you want, but whether I give it to you depends on my mood."
Caleb lowers his eyes after and murmurs, “My memory is very good.”
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He rakes his eyes up and down Caleb's body, something shifting in his body language to be more... intense, more dominant. "Get those clothes off. I want you naked and on the bed."
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Without them Caleb is lean, with long arms and strong legs, body covered by a sea of freckles and smidge of red chest hair. The scars he showed earlier in the day were just the beginning, both forearms covered with thirty thin scars while the rest of his body holds the magically healed and faded scars from the serious injuries he has accumulated since starting his travel with the Nein.
With one last glance at Daniel, Caleb moves to the bed to gingerly sit before sliding back and patiently waiting for his next instruction.
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"Move right up close to the headboard, love." Daniel grabs two sets of large cuffs and one of the smaller coils of rope before joining Caleb on the bed. "We're going to do what's called a frog tie - it'll spread your legs wide open for me, keep you exposed so I'll be able to do exactly what I want. Hands first, though - raise them up above your head for me."
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Caleb slides up to the headboard, dutifully following directions and raising his hands above his head, "I like the sound of that, do you know many of these ties?"
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He lets go for a moment. "How is that, not too tight? Any tingling or numbness in your fingers?"
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Caleb carefully wiggles his fingers, moving his wrists within their bounds. "They are fine." He has spent enough time restrained over the years to know when his hands would be poorly affected.
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"Good." It's just a couple more knots to secure Caleb's hands to the headboard - he appreciates the fact that it's got several clear loops to tie people to. The fey think of everything, don't they? "Now, lift your knees up for me, darling."
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Caleb shivers as Daniel moves away, leaving his hands attached to the headboard. He tugs at the restraints, half-testing and partially to feel a shiver of desire run down his back at the feeling. With a pleased sigh, Caleb lays his back against the headboard and draws his knees up.
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"Mmm, look at you, enjoying yourself already." Daniel strokes his fingers up Caleb's thigh, light as a feather. He picks up one of the sets of cuffs and slides one loop up Caleb's calf, tightening and securing it a ways down from the knee. The other loop goes around his thigh, ensuring that he can't straighten his leg.
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Very much liked the idea of secure judging by the goosebumps that followed the fingers sliding up Caleb's thigh. He has enough sense to keep an eye on the cuffs Daniel is using, if the worst came to pass then he would be able to burn through the rope and release himself.
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The cuffs are dark green leather and lined with soft material to make sure they don't irritate the skin. They're fastened with snaps rather than buckles or locks - easier to get off in a hurry, if necessary. Once the cuffs are secure on his leg, he takes one of the trailing ends of the arm rope and slips it through another loop on the headboard and then a D-ring on the thigh cuff. He'll pull on the rope, pulling Caleb's leg up and out, spreading it to the side to expose him.
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The dark green is pretty next to his pale skin, and much more comfortable than he had been expecting. It made sense, most of the people who had tied him in the past had not cared much for his own pleasure. He visibly shudders when Daniel begins pulling the rope from his arms through the D-ring, not even having considered that there would be more.
His face is burning as Daniel finishes pulling on the rope. This position is vulnerable and has him so very exposed with no way of hiding, and gods does Caleb like it. His dick twitching its way to life at the thought of how he'll feel fully displayed.
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He does't know about pretty, he'd spent too long avoiding the sight of himself to ever think that Caleb Widogast is pretty. Maybe arousing, but pretty was for good things. Leaning his head back on the headboard, bright eyes watched Daniel's face as Caleb solemnly assures the older man, "I am going to be very good for you."
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Daniel likes it a lot. Caleb's so sweet and shy that knowing he won't be able to hide is delightful.
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The look on Daniel's face, satisfaction with how Caleb looks done up in his ropes, allows him to answer truthfully, "Vulnerable..." He wiggles, feeling the delightful feeling of helplessness this position puts him in. He takes time to wet his lips, the blush on his face spreading down his neck and to the top of his chest as he makes himself admit, "I do, I like this very much."
Daniel had told him about the position, but being told was nothing on the reality of being so open to however the older man wanted to play with him. Fuck, he loved it.
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It's such a tough choice with someone as delightful and willing as Caleb. He wonders if he'll express a preference or if he really will just let Daniel do exactly as he pleases.
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