That would certainly be a relief to Jack, who was... not nervous, precisely, but a little wary due to not knowing quite what to expect from Andrei.
He flinched happily at that snap of rope, and grinned widely, flicking a glance towards the bed and then looking back at Nora, his gaze always drawn back to her like a moth to a flame.
"Sounds perfect," he said contentedly, itching for it already but waiting like a good boy for her order to move.
Or for her to move him herself, as she had a thrilling tendency to do.
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He flinched happily at that snap of rope, and grinned widely, flicking a glance towards the bed and then looking back at Nora, his gaze always drawn back to her like a moth to a flame.
"Sounds perfect," he said contentedly, itching for it already but waiting like a good boy for her order to move.
Or for her to move him herself, as she had a thrilling tendency to do.