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From: (Anonymous)
Elias ran his fingers over the blindfold in his hands. It was still a novel expeherience, touching things of his own volition. One was pretty sure he'd have a hard time taking for granted ever again.

"I hope it won't be too tight," muttered Martin.

He was standing off to the side, positioned slightly between Elias and the bed, where Jon sat. Martin had his arms crossed, posture… not confrontational, but confident. It was a good look on him.

"Don't worry about it," Elias answered, turning the thing over in his hands. "Not like it's the first time I've worn one of these. I mean, not in a while, obviously."

Jon snorted, and Elias couldn't help but draw his gaze along the man as he glanced over. Unlike Martin and him, Jon was partially undressed, wearing only a pair of boxers and a loose T-shirt. The shirt's collar did little to obscure Jon's actual collar. A thick band of leather, just a few shades darker than his skin tone, with a silver ring pressed flat against the front. Also a good look. Needless to say, Elias was excited.

As he trailed his eyes up to Jon's face, they met eyes. Jon had his eyebrows raised, but it was more amused than accusatory. Elias grinned back.

"Just getting a good look now," Elias explained.

"Isn't that rather the opposite of this exercise?" Jon asked, a light flush settling on his face.

"Alright, I think that's enough." Martin said, good-natured but stern, stepping forward to block Elias' line of sight. "Strip."

Elias flashed another grin, then went to work unbuttoning. From behind Martin's back, he could spot Jon peeking out. Resolving to put on a show, Elias shrugged out of his shirt, stretching his arms above his head in that way he knew did his biceps justice. Thank God that body-snatching bastard had kept him toned.

As Elias undressed, Martin turned away, towards the nightstand. He opened a drawer and began rummaging around. By the time Elias was fully nude, Martin had pulled out a variety of objects... starting with a second blindfold. It was the same as the first- matte black with adjustable straps, thick and padded. A red ball gag. A thin bundle rope. Finally, a chain leash.

"How about you sit down on the bed, by Jon?" Martin said to Elias without looking at him. Martin's tone was soft, but Elias knew an order when he heard one. He could feel his body beginning to take notice, cock hardening between his legs as he walked over and sat next to Jon.

The bedsheets were cool on his bare thighs. There was something a little exhilarating about being the only one undressed, though Elias knew Jon would be soon, too. He balled the blindfold up in one hand and squeezed it like a stress toy.

Jon's breath hitched audibly as Martin turned to them, rope in hand.

It was soft-looking, probably good quality. Martin took one of Jon's slender wrists and began to bind him. The rope matched the gag, a stark crimson that looked gorgeous against his skin. Once Martin had secured one wrist, he moved on to the other. But first, he fed the rope's end through the buckle of Jon's collar, tugging it until Jon's hands were stuck a scant five or so inches from his neck.

Then, Martin put a hand on Jon's stomach, pushing him gently backwards. When Jon's back was flat on the bed, Martin lifted his legs, curling his fingers under the waistband of Jon's boxers and guiding them down and off of him. Jon's bare thighs framed his cock- which was harder that Elias had expected, yet still rather small. It couldn't have been more than three inches, looking oddly cute nestled in what few curls of dark hair he had.

Martin bent Jon's legs with ease, winding the extra rope dangling off Jon's collar around his thighs. Elias couldn't follow most of what Martin was doing, but soon, Jon was bound. Red cord looped down from his collar, pulled taut until it met a knot on Jon's waist, which then branched out into a sort of makeshift harness keeping his knees folded and splayed. Martin must have done something behind Jon's back, too, because there was another rope tied to the other side of his collar. It forced his head up, posture straight, and thrust his heaving chest out ever so slightly.

Elias watched Jon test his bindings. The rope held strong. Elias couldn't help but imagine how it must've felt, admiration and envy twisting up his spine in equal parts.

“How’s it feel?” Martin asked, cupping Jon’s jaw.

“Good,” Jon answered, eyes fluttering closed as he leaned into the touch. “Good.”

Martin chuckled nervously, glancing back as if he’d just remembered Elias was still there. A faint blush had begun creeping up his neck as he gave Jon one last look over, tugging on ropes and checking knots. Seemingly satisfied with his work, Martin picked up the ball gag and brought it up in front of Jon's face. Jon accepted it easily, lips parting farther and farther. When it was settled fully between Jon’s teeth, Martin reached for the straps, buckling and tightening them behind his head as the rubber ball was pushed ever so slightly deeper.

“Still alright?” Martin murmured.

Elias watched Jon try to nod, only to be stopped by his restraints. He let out a soft, affirmative noise instead.

Martin smiled. He leant down and kissed Jon's cheek, then picked something up- the second blindfold. Martin put it on Jon with practiced ease, slipping the padded fabric flush over his eyes. Jon's breath picked up immediately, and he reached out what little ways he could and took Martin's hand in his.

"Good boy," Martin said, affection mingling with the obvious want in his voice. "Good, good boy. Deep breaths, okay? You're safe, I've got you. Yes- just like that, keep going, Jon... I’m going to let go now, but I’m not leaving, okay? Good boy."

They stayed like that for a long moment. Soon, the pace of Jon's breathing began to even out, though it grew shakier and shakier the more Martin spoke. Martin gave his hand one last squeeze before stepping away.

Stepping towards Elias, who perked up.
From: (Anonymous)
G-.... Go on.... (eyes emoji)
From: (Anonymous)
OP here—OOPS IM ALREADY IN LOVE WITH ALL OF THEM!!! Martin and Jon are so in love I’m dying. Also, Elias watching Jon get tied up and gagged by the love of his life Martin Kink Blackwood and being like.... god I wish that were me... is SUCH a mood. Can’t wait to read more!! 👀🥰
From: (Anonymous)
Not sure of the etiquette around here, so sorry if this is pushy, but just. Dear god please tell me you’re planning to continue this, please. I’m dying.

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