Sampson shook his head vigorously. "No, no. I don't. God, no, I don't hate it." With the way Ryan was nuzzling and teasing him he got a clear sense that the other didn't mind doing this. Sam was still a bit worried that Ryan would regret this later, but that was, well, later. This was now. His hips pushed up, needy, demanding more. As always it was impossibly difficult for him not to touch him, but he was managing so far. "I want you to touch me," he breathed. "I like it when you tie me up and have your way with me." He looked down at him. "Only...I want more. I want you inside of me." He groaned at the image, the front of his underwear getting damp from Ryan's mouth and pre leaking from his tip. "Please?" he whimpered.<br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/>Rai was beyond restless as Kane fucked his tail in and out of his cock but didn't move where he wanted, needed him to. He growled, the sound beyond adorable and not remotely intimidating. The tip of his tail flicked with agitation. It was a test of wills, and one he had initiated. Rai didn't mind, really. He just liked to play hard to get. He cried out again when more hot wax dripped on his bruised and angry skin, and when it trailed to where they were conjoined he squirmed. "Oh, fuck, that hurts," he hissed. But he didn't use his safe word. He was more astonished that he was feeling pain, coupled with pleasure. His spine arched and he tried to move. He didn't answer Kane, because he didn't really know what he would do. "I need you to fuck me," he said through grit teeth, still not begging.