“Ah, yes...I suppose there’s no set rules.” Onin hummed in thought. “Consider it the law of the jungle. The leopard keeps his kill, and so shall I.” He grinned. Leaning back against the couch, he sighed and relaxed. Onin was contemplating when he would have his way with Jackson. It would be soon, no doubt. The way Jackson was running his mouth made Onin want to teach him a lesson.<br/><br/>Smirking, Onin chuckled. “Kinky. Is that how you want to play it?” The man questioned. Jackson didn’t seem to know when to keep his mouth shut. Provoking him was just going to make Onin lash out in anger and annoyance. “That’s kind of the point, but im not stingy. I’ll make sure you get off, too.” Onin promised.<br/><br/>Climbing off of the couch, he got onto the floor and crawled over to Jackson; getting close and personal. “Well, why don’t I show you?” Onin suggested. The other wanted to know how much of a freak he was, well, Onin was more than willing to show him. “Maybe I should untie you just to get a decent fight? Or perhaps I should just leave you all tied up on the ground?”