Johnny pulled against the ropes to lean forward into the kiss, kissing Steph in return. "Why do I need to be tied down?" He asked the two confused as to why everyone was against him when he had finally gotten away and came home. "Whoa! What the hell's gotten in to you two?!" He asked as his clothes disappeared,  and he pulled against the ropes once more. However one specific part of anatomy was not complaining at all. Clearly despite his protests he was also in the spirit of things.<br/><br/>Johnny closed his eyes only until Steph turned her back, between being tipsy and horny thanks to her little outfit and kisses, he didn't want to close his eyes and therefore happily disobeyed so he could watch her clearly. "Shit! Babe that'ss cold!" He slurred slightly even as he growled out his displeasure. Oh yeah he'd heat up all right. The cookie down quickly began to sizzle on the skin of his thigh, a little of it running down the front as he liquified it. It had been a large dollop of cookie dough and Johnny had half a mind to just burn it off altogether. He could feel the steel chair he was tied to begin to warm up as well, but the ropes stayed disappointingly neutral. "Lo-lo god dammit! Are these magic ropes?" Johnny growled some more pulling at them again. Johnny's dick was extremely hard though despite the noises and protests, the sensation of the cooking previously cold dough was reminiscent of fingers lightly touching his skin.