This was one of those bizarre situations, saturated in lust and excitement and curiosity with confusion and a sense of something just being too out there, too weird. It was almost like watching a porno, starting up in the soft core stages where you knew just what to expect, had suddenly pulled out a fetish you hadn't even heard of. He wasn't sure if this was frightening or sexy, a little bit intimidating in a way that... well... he wasn't hard, but he was lively, up and awake downstairs.<br/><br/>With the strange feeling and the weird notion of somehow being and outsider in this, what with those two knowing each other and the background, he was left in confusion. It was a game of tease-Rayner ping pong, rapid fire back and forth.<br/><br/>Tellus was really into this.<br/><br/>Celeste was pink, or perhaps going beyond, but she was really into it too.<br/><br/>Did Tellus just say-<br/><br/>Yes. She said rope.<br/><br/>...bondage? He gave a slightly worried shake of his head, mouth practically dry. What did you say to that?<br/><br/>The two of them having fun with Cel? He was confused, and excited. Hard was growing more accurate a descriptor.<br/><br/>This woman was crazy. There was almost a worry every time she did something, and he almost uncertainly blinked as smiled at him. Something weird about how she was half ignoring him for Celeste. Granted, it kind of made sense, in several ways. And he was kind of turned on. But what felt like he was going to be going somewhere shy of voyeurism suddenly involved him very directly, with a secret plan, and without warning. She was fast and bizarre, and now with the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing freshly dumped on to muddle things he had this woman standing... about to...<br/><br/>She moved slightly to a side, and like he knew he was supposed to, despite how close Tellus- surprisingly small- was, he looked to Celeste. She was making a strange face, expression shifting.<br/><br/>And as he felt Tellus' lips connect forcibly to his, it only grew more distinct. He started to push back just on instinct as she got aggressive, though it was strange with his eyes locked elsewhere. No. No mistaking it. That was a very distinct face on Celeste, even through all the blushing. She wasn't objecting. She was getting into it, like him watching the two of them. She was excited to see him with whoever this woman was. The knowledge that this was okay excited him more than enough to push back in full, pressing his lips hard and pulling. Hell, Celeste<i>wanted</i>him to kiss her? And he would. He was none too shabby about escalating the conflict, though where Tellus as almost pure, thick and sultry sex, he was more rough and direct.<br/><br/>At this point, it was just all too much. The rooster was in full strut. He was into this head over heels in pure excitement, though he still took a moment to process and take it all in. Much a bystander as he seemed so far, and half confused by it all, however, Rayner was not- and never had been- one to be so simply passive. Tellus told Celeste to get the rope and he let off a heavy breath from the nose, practically a snort (sans the associated distinctive sound) and did the one thing he was used to to keep from feeling like matters had passed completely from his hands. He had the official okay and approval, but he wasn't waiting for them to double check on every little thing.<br/><br/>Celeste went for the rope (assumably) and Rayner reached up in full confidence, using the exotic twining and braids all across Tellus head for a quick, firm hold, and pulled her back down, growling in his throat as he kissed her enthusiastically- even ready to involve tongue in the matter, locking up until Celeste could join them and he'd see where this roller coaster went next.