[ The little bursts of pain cause a jerk of his hips, but his body seems to tire as Sinbad reaches his end as well, eyelids fluttered shut and panting breaths starting to settle. ]
That's... my line. [ He speaks between breaths, his body finally relaxing in his bonds.
It's different, now, and he realizes it as his eyes start to regain their focus. It's not as easy as just once and then - done - but it's as if the edge was taken off. He doesn't feel nearly as tense being tied up now, especially if Sinbad is above him. He closes his eyes and brushes his lips across Sinbad's wrist near his head, opening his eye to look up at him in a grateful glance. ]
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That's... my line. [ He speaks between breaths, his body finally relaxing in his bonds.
It's different, now, and he realizes it as his eyes start to regain their focus. It's not as easy as just once and then - done - but it's as if the edge was taken off. He doesn't feel nearly as tense being tied up now, especially if Sinbad is above him. He closes his eyes and brushes his lips across Sinbad's wrist near his head, opening his eye to look up at him in a grateful glance. ]