[ wash is paying very close attention -- he always is, but it's a lot more evident, here. it's difficult to tell what might be indications of an actual problem and what's being caused by the heat, so what wash has to do is simply observe and take note of everything, and to trust crais himself to be able to tell him if anything is genuinely too much. the entire point here is that this is uncomfortable, that it's beyond what he'd normally do. some amount of that is not just expected, but desired, and good.
he stays close and keeps working the rope around his wrists, even when he feels that tension work through his shoulders, when he feels those fingers twitch. when he feels how that tightens into more of a definite tremor, he does take the time to tighten his grip over his wrists to steady him, but he keeps going until he's pulling it taut, tying it off and effectively binding crais' wrists together behind his back. he lingers there for a few moments just to let him adjust, noting the way crais responds to the touch against his thigh, how he's leaning into him more, relying on him more. that slight blur to his voice, his words starting to slur, but in a way that wash recognizes as distinct from what might be happening to him because of heat.
good. ]
Mostly degree.
[ arms behind the back is entirely normal and something he expects crais to have had some experience with, hence why he'd started there. his hand eases further up between his thigh until his fingers are dragging along the underside of his cock, using that touch to both distract and ground him as he moves on.
crais' wrists might be bound, but his elbows aren't, there's more than enough space to maneuver and and shift his arms, and wash is gentle enough but firm as he pushes his wrists down until crais' arms are straight out behind him, and he could use a hand to forcibly hold them in this position while he works, but he's going to let crais hold himself in position, instead: it might bring to mind the locked posture of a strait jacket. it's a little hard to tell since crais wouldn't be able to see it, but it might be clear then that wash hasn't just knotted off the rope and is moving onto a new one. he's taking the same rope and pulling it up, starting to wind it around his arms again, the rope settling just under the joint of his elbows.
he wouldn't normally do this with someone brand new, but the pushing is the point, here, and better for him to get a sense of how crais responds to the unfamiliar now. it'd be more difficult if he only starts to push when it comes to the rest of his body. ]
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he stays close and keeps working the rope around his wrists, even when he feels that tension work through his shoulders, when he feels those fingers twitch. when he feels how that tightens into more of a definite tremor, he does take the time to tighten his grip over his wrists to steady him, but he keeps going until he's pulling it taut, tying it off and effectively binding crais' wrists together behind his back. he lingers there for a few moments just to let him adjust, noting the way crais responds to the touch against his thigh, how he's leaning into him more, relying on him more. that slight blur to his voice, his words starting to slur, but in a way that wash recognizes as distinct from what might be happening to him because of heat.
good. ]
Mostly degree.
[ arms behind the back is entirely normal and something he expects crais to have had some experience with, hence why he'd started there. his hand eases further up between his thigh until his fingers are dragging along the underside of his cock, using that touch to both distract and ground him as he moves on.
crais' wrists might be bound, but his elbows aren't, there's more than enough space to maneuver and and shift his arms, and wash is gentle enough but firm as he pushes his wrists down until crais' arms are straight out behind him, and he could use a hand to forcibly hold them in this position while he works, but he's going to let crais hold himself in position, instead: it might bring to mind the locked posture of a strait jacket. it's a little hard to tell since crais wouldn't be able to see it, but it might be clear then that wash hasn't just knotted off the rope and is moving onto a new one. he's taking the same rope and pulling it up, starting to wind it around his arms again, the rope settling just under the joint of his elbows.
he wouldn't normally do this with someone brand new, but the pushing is the point, here, and better for him to get a sense of how crais responds to the unfamiliar now. it'd be more difficult if he only starts to push when it comes to the rest of his body. ]