Arthur chuckled low and deep in his chest at Victoria's words. He allowed himself to trail behind slightly so he could watch Victoria's ass sway so beautifully, turning to wink at Trevor. He was starting to feel 16 again and getting a little giddy in the process.<br/><br/>For a moment, Arthur had thought that Victoria wanted to do things right here in the common room, and while that excited him immensely he was also relieved that she led them back to the private room. He let her hand slip from his, watching as she looked over the various toys and tools. His own eyes were glazed with desire, his tongue running over his lips as he watched her. Every pretense of the prim and proper man that Arthur had been groomed to be was disappearing as he watched his wife.<br/><br/>His eyes locked to the handcuffs and he swallowed hard. It dawned on him that she might want to use them on him. He had never considered it, so when she asked him to use them, he breathed out deeply in a sigh of relief. Recovering quickly, he smiled and took the cuffs from her, running the cool metal along her skin as he dropped that hand to his side, still watching her.<br/><br/>He fell back into a chair as Victoria moved to straddle him, groaning and kissing her back deeply as his arms wrapped around her, the cold cuffs grazing her wrists as they kissed. He moaned against her lips, biting his own as she pulled away, listening to her words. In response to her words he kissed her again deeply, passionately. He watched as she turned to face Trevor and as she spoke to him, Arthur leaned in and kissed along Victoria's neck, nuzzling, nibbling her flesh gently.<br/><br/>He nodded as she turned back to him. "Anything you want, my love. Seeing you in this place, so turned on by all... of this... it has me wanting you more than I ever have before." He stood and led her to the bed, slowly guiding her onto her back and straddling her waist. He gazed down over her beautiful body as he leaned up and spread her arms up to the headboard. He leaned down and kissed her softly, slowly as his arousal grazed against her skin, leaving a slick trail in his excitement. He whispered softly against her lips as he pulled up, guiding the cuffs to her wrists again. "Do you trust me, my love?" With those words, Arthur clasped the handcuffs over her wrists, linking the chain through the headboard and tugging to make sure it was good and secure.