He grinned crookedly, his not-quite-straight mouth curving up into a lop-sided smirk. "You want me to strip on the table and let you have your fun? Oh no, I ain't as stupid as you seem to think, young girl. You want to tie me up, you're gonna have to do better than that." He folded his arms across his chest and stood there, feet planted a shoulders width apart. "How about we make a little deal? I'll let you go get screwed by whoever you like, but you ride me like a whore first. That or I'll stick to you - as per the King's orders - like a bloody limpet."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>