What to do, what to do.

This meeting was boring. Soap was sitting at Anon’s feet, his hands placed obediently on his knees. His breath was slightly heavy from the collar around his neck, the leash attached to it held firm in Anon’s hand.

Soap finds his partner’s hands very appealing. He loves being close to them and enjoys their touch. He was very vanilla before meeting them, but they helped him discover a more playful side.

He tugged gently on his leash to get Anon’s attention, wanting to be closer. He let out a moan as they yanked his leash, a whine rising in his throat. He silently begged for their touch, wanting to feel their fingers near his mouth.