"<em>Good</em>, you know what a safe word is." Her knowledge would save them both a lot of time and awkwardness out of the gate. Things were looking up. "Choosing one is a decision for a much later day -- if and when we escalate things that far." And with that, he was back on his game. Through some sudden miracle, he was finally looking like the man with the camera pointed at him earlier in the day, "Looks like it's your turn to be clingy."<br/><br/>"For now, the standard method of 'please stop' will work just fine. Relationships like these are an ever-evolving affair. They're all about gradual escalation." Marcus began walking as he spoke, slowly leading her back around to one of the few furnished rooms in his home, "Ultimately, everything comes back around to trust. That takes time to develop, and while it does... You take things slow." They arrived at a large, black leather couch just in time for his miniature BDSM sermon to end and he look a seat on one end in a prominent position with his hands resting on his knees, "Have a seat whereever you like."