With knees bent and torso leaning forward, the brunet's arms were placed behind him. Lucas's fingers closed around his friend's wrists in a firm grip. 

The latter had his feet braced apart, spine curved, and hips tipped up sensually. His nipples were taut, no longer hidden behind the tiny strips of red and black cloth that were tied around his chest. His chain harness was in clear disarray.

Obviously, before now, these nipples had been fondled by the blond. Now these nipples were still begging to be tantalised.

Their assigned guard was watching, internally wishing he could go over and comfort those sharp-set nipples by kindly sucking on them, pinching...